Please pray. Please, please pray. For my mental and emotional health. She just very quickly emptied out everything from the closet. My heart is just ... crushed.

Sorry I keep posting about all this stuff on here. I don't know where else to go to get prayer or healing.

Time to man up.

Looks like it's finally real.

Edit: F this. I'm tired of feeling sad about this shit, ya'll. F it. By the way when she did this I didn't even give it an ounce of energy. Which was different. I need to stop putting so much care on all this and let God handle it. Also, I might feel like this cause I just pumped weights for 30 minutes and listened some upbeat rock music. That'll do it.

Edit 2: And F this little u/KrisAngeln who was too afraid to post it publicly and wants to message me saying I'm a nonstarter and a cuck and that he hopes my wife gives my kids a different dad. F you bro for your lack of compassion - cant even post it publicly? I hope you don't go through multiple family suicides like I did. If you did, you'd know what the f*** pain feels like.

Anyway - I agree with a lot of the messages here. Focusing on myself and my kids now. I'm done. This will be my last sob story (I'm not saying I won't ask for prayers, though).