It has been almost 8 months since he left me. We are now divorced but I keep asking myself what if...what if I was more supportive, what if I was less nagging...what if I didn't complain so much....what if I was more compassionate....what if I was more sympathetic....what if when he was sick, I brought him that bowl of soup and medicine....what if when he wanted that new part for his car he got it....what if...what if....what if....would he still be with me?
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