Lived together 2yrs, married 8, well the 8th anniversary is coming up this Sunday on the 30th. Yay. It's been three months, the papers aren't signed yet, soon probably. I know it's over and I'm trying to come to terms with it. She left me, and twice has said she didn't want to sign and came back around for a few days, and then said she didn't love me enough to do it again. Plus found out last week when she tried to come back that she had been seeing a married guy from her work for awhile, don't know how long. My cousin saw her with him all lovey dovey and called and told me about it when she tried to come back this last time, figured I should know. I don't know the whole truth, too little and too much. Confronted her, demanded the truth, lies and such. Got ugly. My question is how do you stop thinking about her and the loss of everything. I drive by the church where we got married twice a day to work and back, the new apartments I moved into are right across from where we lived, I see our old place every time I go outside. Bad decision, I know. I have our dog, our old bed and pillows, the furniture and everything in my house is the remnants of our marriage. Surrounded by ghost. Songs on the radio and on my IPOD. I find old love notes, her hairs on my clothes every now and then. I love who she was, not who she's become, but I can't stop thinking about the enormity of the loss and change and I'm hopeful and scared of the future. I'm a strong guy but this has really jacked me up. Thanks for listening.
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