I wish I could stop these thoughts but I just keep feeling like it's me or what should I have done differently... like I failed. I failed our boys. What reason do I have for this being over besides he just isn't happy.
He's making permanent decisions to move on with his life. Buying a house, moving things out, storage unit, concert tickets this is all like last time except last time he wasn't moving his stuff out at this point and didn't get a place until 5 months after moving out and only did it month to month.
I just can't help but think there's no hope if he's willing to obtain a 30 year mortgage. That's pretty telling to me
