Start over apartment

I’m spending my first night in my “start over apartment” on Valentines Day. We’ve been separated for 1 month and 2 weeks. I didn’t ask for the divorce, I’ve fought for our relationship. I’m trying to learn to let go. It hurts. 13 years together, just a memory.

I tried to reconcile with her, but I get two sides. There’s one that will say this is all it is, it’s divorce. Then there’s the other, the one that sits with my feelings, the one that holds my hand, the one that gives and takes hugs freely, the one that cries with me.

I realized for there to any chance for us, I had to leave. For there to be any hope you needed space to work through your feelings. I know there’s a chance for us. We deserve the best versions of each other. Please find your way back to me before it is too late.

I love you!