Thanks. Well, here goes...

I just lost my relationship this past week. We were together for 3 years, married for 1. I'm the type of guy that believes a marriage is "forever" (so long as both people are faithful, mind you) - now, call me unrealistic, I just never imagined myself divorced. Hell, I never pictured myself realistically getting married, so the fact that I took that step says a lot for what she meant to me.

I moved 4 and a half hours from my home to be with her. I made a 12 hour drive from North Carolina to be with her. I pushed myself through my disability to find a job when we first moved in together so she would feel more secure in doing so. I have fibromyalgia, major depressive disorder, and GAD. Life has not been an easy ride for me. I worked for 2 years and it all caught up to me. I guess things caught up with her too, because once she realized there was a good chance I wasn't well enough to father children, she said goodbye.

I'm not saying she's an awful person, but a part of me can't help but wish she would have wanted me rather than some indefinite future that may not come to be. I kind of understand her perspective as she lost an ovary due to a massive ovarian cyst last year (I stayed with her in the hospital), so I think that made the idea more valuable to her.

I feel horrible because basically I lost my life for the past 3 years, my 2 dogs (I couldn't bring myself to take them from her or separate them), just my whole world. I really don't know what I'm doing anymore, what the point is, or if I even have one.

I feel that no one will ever be able to accept me as I am and love me and stay with me. I'm a great guy, I may not be successful but I am the most honest, loyal, and caring partner you can ask for. Even though I stopped being able to work, I made sure to take care of the house.

Sorry the long message, but thanks again for the offer.