My wife has now moved out of the house after months of straying in a separate room. She's leaving me with several pets and our daughter. The reality that this is all over is setting in now. Lately, I find myself wanting to reach out and make sure she is doing OK, apologize for what I see as my faults in the breakdown, and see if she wants to work on it. I hate the idea of 20 years of marriage being flushed down the toilet. That said, I haven't heard shit from her ans no indication of a desire to work on "us". Just venting because I was not expecting these feelings to come up, but I also keep remembering all the shitty parts which keeps any action in check.