Breakups & Divorce Support Group
Just broke up with someone or in the midst of a difficult divorce? Breaking up is difficult no matter what the circumstances are. They say that time heals all wounds, but sometimes a listening ear or a hug can work wonders for the heart. Whether you need a place to vent, someone to hold you to No Contact, or need advice about what to do, we're here to help.
G'day guys,
New here. By way of intro, my name is Mick and I am from Queensland, Australia. I am a married man, 54 years old.
My wife of some 15 yearstold me it is "over" last night, so as you can probably imagine, I am a little shell shocked at the moment - even though, I have been expecting the axe to fall for some time.
I really don't want to get into the "woe is me" thing but just would like to share some thoughts that a raging through my fuddled mind at the moment.
You Are.
Everything to me.
The reason I get up in the mornings
And the reason I fret so when you are unhappy
Every day, I think of what I can do to please you.
This is the purpose of my life.
Rarely, does what I try to say or do actually achieve this
But I keep trying anyway,
Sometime I mess it up,
I look at you and remember the times you stood beside me in the face of all odds, utterly fearless and defiant of all who would dare to work against us. We were a team, inviolate and invincible.
How I long for those days again
What happened?.
Where did we go wrong?
Why?
How?
I blame you You blame me
I suspect the truth lies somewhere between.
You have told me It is over
I cannot accept this is so.
How can this be?
Why must it be?
It hurts.
I want to get off the roller-coaster.
New here. By way of intro, my name is Mick and I am from Queensland, Australia. I am a married man, 54 years old.
My wife of some 15 yearstold me it is "over" last night, so as you can probably imagine, I am a little shell shocked at the moment - even though, I have been expecting the axe to fall for some time.
I really don't want to get into the "woe is me" thing but just would like to share some thoughts that a raging through my fuddled mind at the moment.
You Are.
Everything to me.
The reason I get up in the mornings
And the reason I fret so when you are unhappy
Every day, I think of what I can do to please you.
This is the purpose of my life.
Rarely, does what I try to say or do actually achieve this
But I keep trying anyway,
Sometime I mess it up,
I look at you and remember the times you stood beside me in the face of all odds, utterly fearless and defiant of all who would dare to work against us. We were a team, inviolate and invincible.
How I long for those days again
What happened?.
Where did we go wrong?
Why?
How?
I blame you You blame me
I suspect the truth lies somewhere between.
You have told me It is over
I cannot accept this is so.
How can this be?
Why must it be?
It hurts.
I want to get off the roller-coaster.
Post whenever you feel the urge. It helps to get your feelings out. It also helps to write in your journal. It is good for you and you can open it up to the rest of us, or to those who you choose for friends so we can get to know you better.
Take it hour by hour. Day by day. We're always here for you. (((HUG)))
I'm sorry you're hurting but I can say that time will heal the pain.
Hugs.
((((HUGS)))) it's a long hard road.....
Lynne
Now you can go get a new woman.
Younger smarter better hotter.
Just think of the possiblities.
Do you live near a comunity college.
You could take a art class and meet some really nice younger women.
I was were you are now a few months ago.
My advice , listen to the people here. They are usually right.
Thank you guys. and thank you to all those lovely people who have bothered to send me private messages. I will try to respond as my jumbled mind allows me.
I will also try to update my journal as I can.
At the moment, I am still in a state of denial. Am sort of past the outrage and am in some sort of grief for what I have lost I guess. Our marriage has been rough for about 3 years now and this was not unexpected but it still came as a hell of a shock to me. Much more than I expected.
My little "poem" as such in my original post was nothing more than an attempt to get my thoughts into some sort of logical sequence. It is a work in progress and I think is what I am trying to say to my wife but I allways stuff it up. Perhaps she just doesn't want to hear?
Whatever, at least we didn't fight again last night. Seems to be a sort of uneasy truce at the moment. Neither of us are prepared to leave the family home so it is anybodies guess where that will end up.
How can a 5foot,4inch 100 pound woman bring an alpha male and athlete so low? I am even struggling to maintain my dignity. I seem to have lost all else.
Love,
mick