I'm 37 and my wife of nine years asked for a divorce two weeks ago. We moved into "our" (soon to be here) new apartment less than 12 hours before. She knew she wanted to do it a month before but "didn't know how to tell me." She didn't want everything to fall on her again so she would rather take control of it now and we were drifting apart. I did not see this coming.

I am now scrambling to find a place to live and places to stay during the week when she is with the kids. Because of the move, my finances are depleted and she makes more than I do. I also work in two different cities. I am frustrated but weirdly relieved.

However, my anxiety is high because I don't feel settled. I am in essence homeless or sleeping on couches including the one at the new apartment. I haven't unpacked anything. I also have to face the woman I loved while she acts like nothing is wrong and I'm struggling to make it. My saving grace is my children and the kindness of friends and family. Sometimes, that isn't enough.

If you have any advice, feel free to comment or message me.