My wife cheated 10 years ago. We weren't able to separate because of finances. At times it looked like we might be able to work it out. Other times it definitely didn't. I'm finally at a place financially that I don't need her anymore. So we're in the process of her moving out by Year's end. She's currently living in the garage. She going to move out and rent a room once our bankruptcy is done.
I feel so many things. It comes and goes in so many different ways. I gave my whole life to this family. I don't have friends. Because I worked 60 hours a week trying to keep us afloat. I gave up everything and she's going to leave.
And she says that she has no interest in being in a relationship with anyone. But I know her. When she gets sad and wants attention, she sleeps with people. My prediction is that she'll be pregnant in a year or at the very least living with someone.
I'm going to have a house that's not in the best shape. An 18-year-old daughter and a 16 year old trans son who's on the spectrum to look after.
I'm just I'm just pissed off. You know I'm going to be working my ass off. Trying to make sure that kids have somewhere to live. I'm still going to be working 60 hours a week and responsible for everything. And she's going to work 40 hours a week and not have to worry about a fucking thing.
She's got hobbies and friends and shit. All I have is work it. It's all I have the time and energy for. It's not fucking fair. I had to be the responsible one our entire time together.
She gets to move on and do what she wants. And I get to continue the grind. I'm 43. How the fuck does a 43-year-old make friends? How am I supposed to find time to be with anyone? How do I live again? It's been so long I don't know.
