I realize that it is probably weird/sudden/strange, whatever, to just post this here but...
My husband left me today.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. I don't know anything, anymore. I don't have a job. I have been looking for months but I guess not in the right places or not hard enough. I have about $100 and some credit cards. What am I going to do? I just want to sit and cry, but I keep telling myself that I can't be that stupid, because I have to do something to make sure I have money, food, a safe place for the cats, a roof over my head, because no one else is going to do it but me. But oh god... I want to.
I know you all were right. I know I never replied before, but I know he is suffering from depression. Honestly, I think maybe he always has been, and I tried to be supportive and helpful and pleasant and the best of everything I knew how to be, and I tried to help him and I tried to get him to let me help him and to listen to me and...
It didn't matter. He said he wasn't happy. He wasn't happy here, he wasn't happy with me, he was angry and sad and he didn't even want to try to help, to try to work it out, to try to make anything better. He didn't care anymore. He was just going to leave, where he could be alone and...
I don't even know what I am saying so I am not going to keep typing. I am not making much sense, and maybe I can explain better later.
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the Cat Site so I know you will say "You can make it," And I know I can but it just hurts so bad... We have been together for 5 years (married for over 4) and he just... didn't care enough and walked away. Not only... left but left me like this.
My husband left me today.
I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. I don't know anything, anymore. I don't have a job. I have been looking for months but I guess not in the right places or not hard enough. I have about $100 and some credit cards. What am I going to do? I just want to sit and cry, but I keep telling myself that I can't be that stupid, because I have to do something to make sure I have money, food, a safe place for the cats, a roof over my head, because no one else is going to do it but me. But oh god... I want to.
I know you all were right. I know I never replied before, but I know he is suffering from depression. Honestly, I think maybe he always has been, and I tried to be supportive and helpful and pleasant and the best of everything I knew how to be, and I tried to help him and I tried to get him to let me help him and to listen to me and...
It didn't matter. He said he wasn't happy. He wasn't happy here, he wasn't happy with me, he was angry and sad and he didn't even want to try to help, to try to work it out, to try to make anything better. He didn't care anymore. He was just going to leave, where he could be alone and...
I don't even know what I am saying so I am not going to keep typing. I am not making much sense, and maybe I can explain better later.
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