Had a good baseball practice with S11 today. He's hitting bombs and will be ready for the game Tuesday night. I was feeling really good with the exercise and being in the sun, but I looked over at the playground and saw a younger family with a 5 year old boy, with both parents playing with him. Tears welled in my eyes as I recollect how happy WW and I were when S was that age... I really hate being like this. I never felt this type of sadness or depression before. It just reminded me I wasted 20 years of my life on WW.
Me-LBH, 48 Spouse-WW, 48 Married for 19 years Son, 12 BD #1 - November 1998 (EA 7 months after wedding) BD #2 - November 2015 (same XBF EA) WW filed D February 2016 WW moved out April 2016
