It’s been over two months since she asked for divorce. 20 years together. 12 married. 2 young kids. Just moved to dream home in her hometown a year ago.

I’ve run through all the gamut of emotions over the last two months.

Today is the first day I felt like I’ve been robbed. Robbed of the promise we made to build a life together. Robbed of the family we created. Robbed of the kind of parenthood we were partnering in. Robbed of the house we invested so much in. Robbed of the value of the 20 years of shared experiences and friendships.

Just all taken away from me without my consent.

I wasn’t a perfect husband and she wasn’t a perfect wife but we were solid. I still don’t quite know how someone could be so selfish.