For the past year my husband and I were planning a move to Texas from Colorado.
He have been married for 24 years. I moved from Missouri to Wisconsin to Indiana to Colorado with him as his jobs changed. I was willing to leave our 21 year old daughter behind and move again to Texas.
I stayed at home and tried to be a wife and raised our daughter. I dedicated my life to him.
I loved him with every bit of my soul.
Two years ago on Aug. 17, 2007 I woke up with severe vertigo and permanently completely deaf in my right ear.
Last Friday I came home from a doctors appointment. Put my husbands cigarettes down on the counter. We just finished my dream kitchen. Granite counter tops and slate back splash.
We did the improvement to put the house on the market.
He looked at me and said....
"We need to talk. I can not take you to Texas for the move. I do not love you anymore. I have also been faking for 7 years. I have not loved you for seven years."
After a few frantic screams. I said if you did not love me why did you make love to me all these years. He said because it was his duty.
This just added salt to the knife wound that ripped my heart out.
What am I going to do. I have never lived on my own. I moved out of my parents house when I got married.
I am so scared, ashamed, I feel like I have failed.
This is a nightmare that I feel I will live forever.
