I’ve lost a lot over the past month. As my wife left me but the most important loss was the love of my own life. I can’t just unlike or unlove her based on her actions, but the domestic violence counselor taught me a valuable lesson. She was the perfect wife up until she got ill and started to make up lies about me like I was some foster care parent instead of her loved one. I have nothing bad to say about her, she did good and took care of me while I was recovering from my concussion. She was my sunshine, my light of day and I used to really love her.
If there was any way to fix it, the time for fixing it has passed. It looks impossible… love sucks. I have to move on to greater things as love hurts, love is complex. I have a good friend who would want to hit me over the head with a frying pan if I ever went back because I am stupid. I am just a boy who still is confused, but I will under no circumstances ever take back that person who hurt me even if she is lost. I have to move on with my life. My heart is now at 0% love for my wife, as she hurt me. My heart needs to be open to others who won’t hurt me.