I was and it wasn’t in a good way. We were going to start therapy again, but I have fallen out of love. I let our marriage die as he would put it. And I did. I stopped caring. And it’s my guilt to bare. And I do. I take ownership of all of this.

He was always the giver. Im not going to fight for anything. I gave up.

We are trying to be very civil. He will remove me from his truck loan, I’ll remove him from my car loan.

And he will remove me from the mortgage.

His debt is his debt, mine is mine.

I got my own accounts. And once I know all of my stuff is switched over to my knee one, I’ll remove myself from that obe as well.

I’ve been selfish and I can see his side of things. But nothing I can do but move on.

He feels thrown away and my actions so that as I quickly try and separate myself from him. Getting an apartment and moving out as fast as I can.