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wife that I'd committed to. I was going to stand by my husband. I desperately wanted my best friend back and if I had to sacrifice some of my dreams in doing so, then so be it. But what I didn't understand was why everything seemed so hard now. Why couldn't we just talk things through like we always had before? We've always had these hardships here and there but there was nothing we couldn't talk out. Why now? Why the extreme of separating?

Finally, he came over and we sat down to assess what was going on. To my complete shock, he told me he wanted a divorce, despite that I was willing to give up everything for him. At this point, all I felt was anger. There had to be more to it then what he was telling me. Even still, the thought that he could cheat on me had never crossed my mind. After grilling him about the situation and telling him that I knew more was going on then he was letting on, he finally told me he'd fallen in love with another woman. So instead of stepping back and taking a look at our marriage from his own standpoint, he was seeking solace in her.

This news hit me like a ball bat to the stomach. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't speak. It all made sense. Instead of talking to me about our problems (which we didn't have any until he began listening to her own marital problems), he was talking to her about us. I was angry, I was crushed, my world had been ripped to shreds. I felt like I was in a panic. I wanted to know when it started, I wanted to know what she looked like, I wanted to know what it was about her that was so appealing that he was throwing seven years away. Additionally, what was it about me that was so unlovable? Why was he doing this to me when all I'd ever done was love him? What did I do to make him stray?

I was not about to do any more compromising. I was furious that he would do such a thing to me. I was enraged that I was willing to give up many goals in my life in order to satisfy his own crisis. I no longer wanted him back. I felt he was tainted in some way. He was the only man I'd ever been with and for him to go off and screw someone else was just too hard to me to take.

Still, as angry as I was, I was very civil about the whole thing. While I made sure and took his house key, I proceeded to pack up his things, leaving them on the porch for him to pick up. I didn't tear anything up. I didn't burn anything. (However, I did keep a few of his items as compensation for the hell he put me through.) I wanted him to know what he was

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