On Saturday, I told my wife that I am leaving. We had a good run. 8 years is nothing to sneeze at, but some things just can't be fixed once they are broken. I am far beyond placing blame at this point. We have both said and done things that hurt the other person, and after months (years) of trying to figure things out and fix them, I just can't do it anymore. It's not that I think what we had isn't worth saving, it's that it's gone and can't be saved. I'm not sure if she can see the difference right now, but hopefully someday she will. We are planning on keeping this quiet for a while while we figure some things out. We are also planning to continue living together through the summer so we can each create a financial buffer for when we go our separate ways. It is difficult for both of us, but I hope we will be able to remain friends and move on to greater things. Even though it hurts, I feel like I made the right decision. I feel like I can breathe again.
Sometimes, change is easy. Sometimes.
It is time for me to lay down some plans, so here's a rough outline:
-take a deep breath-collect pain & suffering settlement
-collect lost wages settlement
-cry
-work my butt off
-save every spare penny I can
-take a deep breath
-sell most of my stuff
-store some of my stuff
-pack a little of my stuff
-cry some more
-buy a reasonably sized sailboat with full galley and head for as little as possible
-move aboard aforementioned sailboat in a reasonably priced marina
-learn all I can about maintaining, upgrading, and sailing aforementioned boat
-work my butt off from the boat
-take a deep breath
-hopefully stop crying
-start living.
*deep breath*
Keep on truckin', kiddo, and keep the dirty side down. You've got this.
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