The divorce is happening quickly. It will be finalized in early March. We filed under "irreconcilable differences", but the guy who she is fucking from another country and who she plans on moving here to marry is certainly playing a part.

Went from an amazing 3k square foot home on a private golf course community to a small 1-bedroom apartment.

I lie awake at night staring at the ceiling of this random room. I miss my comfortable house where I don't hear random people's footsteps at night. I miss our huge kitchen and my outdoor grill. I miss my cat. I miss having someone to talk to at night. I miss her voice, her sneezes, her kind little gestures, and the good times that we had before she did a complete 180.

I constantly think of the talks she is having with her affair partner. How they are eagerly going through logistics to get him moved over here so they can start their new life together. She replaced me literally overnight. I know it will catch up to her someday, but how someone can check out of a marriage that quickly and move on to someone else like it is a new pair of shoes is baffling to me.

I know things will get better. I know it takes time. But right now, it is so hard.