It seems like forever ago when she asked for a divorce on Feb 20th. She had an affair with someone she met on my birthday and kept that secret until i discovered it.

She moved into the spare bedroom within a week of asking divorce.

She filed March 30th, and it was granted 48hrs later by April 1st.

All we did was fight over the last few days, we couldn’t even be in the same room with something triggering a fight.

She moved out today. I purposefully wasn’t here. The man she cheated on me with helped her move out.

I didn’t realize how hard that was going to be on me when I came home and she wasn’t here anymore. The house feels empty. All her stuff is gone. It’s the first time in a decade her energy hasn’t been in my home. I balled my eyes out. Even hyperventilating.

I’m screaming inside. The silence is deafening. Even when she wasn’t home, her energy was. I knew she would be back—even if it was late night or even the next day. It’s all gone now.

As mad as I’ve been at her with how she treated me, how she picked someone else over our marriage. She threw away our house and our future. All the fights, all the disrespect. I’m still going to miss her. She was 10 years of my life. I hate this.