Said she loved and respected me and asked me to leave for a couple days to think about what I wanted to do while she cares for the kids. so here I am at a bar two states away celebrating a buddies birthday. Trying not get down about it all, I keep getting hit on, but I'm not interested. We haven't spoken since I left a day ago and just could use her voice right now, but I don't want to break the silence first.
It's been a long road and a degrading relationship with both parties at fault. Sad part is with life and responsibilities gone, we get along great. With it back, we fight like cats and dogs.
I pray we choose god and keep our home for the kids.
After a long while to think and plenty of kicks in the balls by you mad lads, I drove my happy ass 8 hours straight home to that woman, sat her down, and figured it the fuck out. Told her we either liquidate everything and start anew or give us a chance to be the husband and wife we and the kids deserve. Said I refused to do therapy for past life shit, but willing to do it to learn how to work better together. Shit or get off the pot. We both chose to work for it.
Sorry for this stupid shit, but was definitely the lowest point of my life.