So Ive officially been divorced since November and I can’t really stop just thinking about what the hell happened.

I thought that I was giving her the life she wanted. We were on the same page about wanting kids, owning a house. She said she wanted 4 kids with me. Then as soon as kind #1 came out she completely changed. I was useless to her, she didn’t respect me at all, any and all my needs were irrelevant. She compromised on nothing.

I don’t understand how someone could have a dream for a life, and then upon getting it just completely flip and throw it away.

It’s like the old person I knew died, and was possessed by a monster. I don’t get how it could happen.

It’s been close to a year since she filed; she’s been seeing another man since shortly after filing and possibly before.

Some days I’m okay, able to feel like moving on. Going on dates. Other times feel miserable, depressed; lonely. I’m sad that I can’t get over my memories. What’s worse is I don’t think I’ll ever have the family I dreamed of again. It legitimately scares me. Just shocked at who I ended up marrying.