So the ex-wife was planning the divorce about as long as I figured.

I knew something was up...just not quite what. Of course anytime I tried to dig she lied to my face.

Now that my head is clearing...i realized a dude that calls me his best friend fucking knew and didn't tell me. The ex told his wife who then told him.

WTF

I'm thinking it's bullshit like that - my life is so wrapped up in hers (my identity was the marriage and the home I thought we were trying to create) - that I have to leave my city and start over.

How the fuck do you do that at 45?

Edit: mobile typing