Well, today I asked my stbx, as we were going over the separation papers to take his belongings to his new apartment. He moved out on the girls and I last week. I made arrangements for the girls to visit friends while he packed. He showed up an hour and half late--was buying furnature for his new place--and then was upset when I expected him to take everything. While he was packing, he finally told me why he was leaving. He said it was because it hurt him to see me in pain over his affair. The fact that I couldn't trust him when he went out of town on business also hurts him too much to stay around. Now I feel like his leaving, the decreased chance of reconcilliation, everything is my fault. He assures me that he accepts full responsibility for all of this heartache, but somehow I feel so guilty over what our life has become. No matter what I say, it seems to be the wrong thing and it makes everything worse. Now, I am back to a blubbering mess!
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