1pm I get a TM "On my way home"
Comes in and drops the bombs like
It's not going to work.
It's him not you.
I choose him not you.
I love him not you.
I haven't loved you for over a year and half.
You are a best friend and a roomate to me, not a romantic interest.
I keep my composure and ask why she is trying to rile me up, she says she isn't. I tell her that I am still going to be even and calm but obviously it's over. I ask her if she is going to divorce me, no response. I ask again, refer to the above points, and she says she will but has no clue where to start. I tell her I have to know if there was anything I could have done to save the marriage, she assures me there wasn't that it was solely her fault. "Now that I know it's over, I have to know did you fuck him."
Yes I did.
Then you lied when I asked Sunday.
No, we had sex for the first time last night.
I knew you did, I knew you had to try it, to see if you were compatible there, too. I knew as soon as you left that you were going to because you hadn't yet. You know what, you could have come home, said you fucked up, admitted to fucking him last night, and I still would have been willing to forgive and work hard to make this marriage a success again.
I ask her one final time, "This is it, you're sure we're done." Yes.
Ok...
You can't stay here anymore.
We need to split up our assets.
What do you feel you deserve? Nothing
I need your house key.
I need your wedding and engagement ring.
I need you off our lease.
I need you to cooperate with the divorce.
I need you off my bank accounts, etc
I ask her when she can move out, she says Saturday morning.
I tell her she can't stay here Friday night
She's fine with all of it but makes no move to call the person with the room. I call my leasing office and bank; find out its 2 short forms to get her removed if she comes in with me. So we go. She signs off. I write up a list about everything else.
She gets ready for work gets her stuff together for the night and leaves telling me she'll be back at 9am to get her stuff.
With in the first 5 minutes of walking in Saturday she is sobbing uncontrollably and mumbles "I don't want to go, I want to make this work."
I am stunned, all I've wanted to hear all week, all these chances, and she does it now. I ask her why
"I love you"
You didn't say that yesterday, in fact, you specifically said you didn't
"I don't want to spend the rest of my life without you."
I tell her that I'm sorry and that it's no longer an option, she had her chance. The next 3 hours she packed while balling uncontrollably. When she comes back from the first trip she doesn't cry at all. Before the final trip to the car of the day (still has some random stuff here) she grabs me and hugs me tight crying uncontrollably, I do the same. We finally break away and she compose herself, starts crying again, grabs me kisses me, and then leaves.
We haven't spoken since but had agreed that Wednesday we'll be dealing with hopefully 60% of the remaining 70-80% of what's left.
She says she wants nothing at all from me and so far has proven it.
We have no combined credit cards, no kids, don't own a home.
Divorce lawyers would cost more than what our assets are worth
She'll give me an uncontested divorce.
All of our friends have shut her out because of what she has done
Her Mom is furious with her and won't help her with anything right now either
She left here with clothes, random stuff, the dog (insistent about that and it really is 'hers' even though I love her to pieces. No furniture, nothing. I was nice enough to give her the old TV and the new DVD player (a cheap one) from the bedroom as well as the old love seat (even though right now it seems she has no way to get it since our friends with trucks are not speaking to her.)
So there it is... basically the last week of my life.
She threw it ALL away while I was willing to try to save it the whole time.
I'm sure there is a bunch I missed but I really don't feel like revising it all at the moment.
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