Had coffee with my friend today & she told me she & her husband have separated. A whole bunch of shit went down the past 2 weeks & she's been trying to sort through the mess. He's a good man but he's got demons. Let's just say that you can't fight for a marriage when one party won't face the cold hard fact that their addictions are kicking their ass. They have two little girls & seeing the 6 year old today almost made me weep. Quiet, withdrawn, angry. It's natural & time will heal some of this. She has a wonderful, beautiful, energetic mom. I just hope the dad can pull himself out before it's too late; she loves her daddy.
I feel so empty & depleted today. I've had my friends since high school because we all went to university in town. Almost 18 years we've been a unit. There have been three marriage break-ups in the past year and a half. I've known all the guys for about 15 years & was really close to two of them. It sucks to lose a friend.
In this case, she had no other viable option but to leave. It's not even about not loving each other. That's part of what makes it so sad.
Everything is looking a lot different these days.