He asked me for a divorce. It's official.
He plans to file for divorce and handle his end of it.
He is telling his family tomorrow.
I feel like someone punched me in the stomach.
I called home, my Dad answered and I told him what happened.
My father laughed.
I asked why he was laughing.
He told me, "Well.. I thought this would happen."
And.. here is the clincher.. this just goes to show you how little my family really knows me..
He says," You aren't sorry about it are you?"
I said.. "Of course I am."
Then I hung up the phone and burst into tears.
I hate putting all of this out there...
But this is what I do.
And so it ends... the love of my life, who has not loved me in so long, never wants to reconcile.