“I left him after 32 years together. It’s been five years, and I haven’t missed him for even a second.”

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"That's when I knew she did not love me. There was no 'us' left. I filed for divorce and moved on with vigor and purpose. People who love one another don't stand by and watch the other drown, they jump in to save you or drown trying. Divorce showed my kids this lesson, and staying together would have only put their father in the ground at a time when they needed me most. I'm here, and I plan on staying as long as I am fortunate enough to be here."

"I grieved heavily when I lost my mom, and at first our marriage rallied, but then he got impatient with my sadness. There were other things. But I really did realize that we could part as friends at 25 years, or we could spend another 25 years sharpening are claws on each other and really hurting each other deeply. And I didn’t want that.

I remember in my grief asking my nearly adult daughters if there was anything in our marriage that they would want in their own future marriages, and they both said no without hesitating. So I knew I needed to finally end it.

I don’t have any regrets about any of it. I had a very successful 25-year marriage, and I am enjoying a successful divorce. We get along fine. We’re both better off as friends."

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