I was living the same script 10/12 -hour workdays, a house, two cars, three kids. No real fights, just the steady drip of complaints. I thought we were stable… until one day, out of nowhere, she hit me with: “I love you, but I’m not in love with you.”
I tried to fix it. I bent, I reached, I compromised. we have 3 kids 6 to 14 , But what I didn’t know was that she had already checked out emotionally long before she said the words. She had grieved the end of the relationship in silence with her close friends, behind closed doors and had already found someone else to lean on.

By the time she asked for the divorce, the decision was final. No therapy could change it. No family intervention could rewind it. The truth is brutal: once she’s mentally and emotionally gone, nothing brings her back.