Confessions, Part 27

I have a confession.

 

Today, my soon-to-be ex-wife got the news that she was approved for an apartment. This is great news; I was worried because we are splitting up after 34 years, and I have a great deal of shame and guilt for my part in our falling apart.

 

I sorta expected to be a bit jealous of her, since she appears to be successfully moving on, and I still have doubts whether I’ll have success, or do a lot of stumbling, in my own future.

 

I’m not jealous, though. I’m sad, and I’m finding it difficult to nod along as she shows me the purchases she’s made of stuff for her new place. I am honestly thrilled that she’s excited about moving on, and at the same time, I’m hurt.

 

I don’t know what to do with these emotions. I feel lost.