32 years old, alone. Generally when I leave on a TDY the thing that keeps me going is my family. They are always there waiting for me to get home. Six months in on this one the wife says she wants a divorce... get got.
Some D-Bag thought it would be a great time to snag my wife. Fine, fuck it, keep her. If that woman can throw me aside so easy and smash my heart, I'm better off without.
I would have done anything for her, she was my life. She threw 12 years away, with a Facebook message. That really stung, not even the balls to say it to my face.
I cooked, I cleaned, helped with laundry... Hell, I even filled out the divorce paperwork for her. She told me I was selfish and didn't appreciate her. That I never buy her flowers or jewelry.
She had full access to all my money, she spent it left and right (stupid, I know). I bought her brand new cars, nice things all the time. But in her eyes, I didn't fight for her.
So to keep a much longer story short, I'm happy. I'm sad. I'm scared. I'm alone. I have two wonderful children waiting for their Daddy to get home... I can't wait to hold them, that will make it all better. Only 4 months left until I'm back in America town...