I think one of the important things it to think about all the ways that you *aren't* defined by your relationship. As I"m reading through all these comments, that's what I'm starting to realize. Maybe my realization can help you somehow.
I'm not defined by my relationship. To quote a famous movie: I didn't change how I liked my eggs to make this relationship work. That's why it lasted. We were our own people, doing our own thing but we had chosen to do it together. That's why this hurts so much. I chose him. Every day. I chose to accept his flaws because my life was made richer by his presence. But it was made solely by that. And neither is yours. You are more than her husband. You're a dad to your kids. You have a career. You have your own likes and dislikes that make you uniquely you. And she cant take that with her, no matter how sh*tty she is trying to make you feel.

And on a side note: my WH is in Louisville/Boulder right now "finding himself and getting perspective" or what the f* ever. So if you see a man child 32 year old who has no clue what he's doing with his life, feel free to slap him for me. smile


M:26 H:32 T:8yrs
ILYBNILWY/ "I'm not happy": 2/6/16
D-Day-discovered PA/EA: 2/10/16
Separated: 2/14/16 He's living with OW
I moved to different state: 06/16
Currently: Trying to move forward