My wife and I married 17 years ago and have twin boys. They are almost 16 and ready to drive. 7 weeks ago, my wife and I had an argument regarding where I thought our lives should be at age 50. She's 47, Im 50. She became angry as she felt I wasnt appreciative of everything we have currently. Great jobs, a decent house, decent cars, etc. But I always had a dream to be able to build a custom home for the family. Ive built so many homes for other people as the years have passed, and I thought it was our time. I always wanted to do it for her, a bigger kitchen, one that would function better than the one we currently own. She had left for her friends that evening, she needed a break from my "complaining". A few days later, she returned and talked. She said I make her question whether she should stay or leave. After a long conversation about my changing my ways, and clearing much of the air. Things went back to what I thought to be normal, and that we were working on us. We spent that weekend a quaint little town in the napa region, as a family. 2 sons, and my wife holding my arm and hands as we strolled though town, eating, shopping, etc.
That Tuesday, as evening approached. She was sitting on her side of the bed, and I sat at the edge of the bed. I thought we were going to have a random catch up conversation. And thats when she announced, that her intent was to leave. From that moment on, we went from holding hands on a Sunday, not talking to one another by Wednesday. And with her closing herself off to any of my wanting to talk with her, my notes, my letters, etc. She just shut down. It was hell, a hell and pain that I would not wish upon my worst enemy. Desperation, heartbreak, anger, confusion, sadness, abandonment, and every memory, every future memory, all wiped out in the matter of one day.
Since then, I've had to endure a pain that is deeper than anything I have ever felt. Will the pain and hurt subside? And how do you quickly let go of someone that you are so very in love with? As she explained to me, she no longer is in love with me, and she feels as though we are just friends. And therefore, she's done. No infidelities, no abuse, I thought we were doing great? So how does this happen to good people?