I’ve secretly wanted a divorce for a few years now. It all started right before the second child. Due to her sugar levels she had to adapt to a different diet and it really made her lose her mind. I suspect it was some PPD but she refused to get any kind of help.

When my son was younger she would send messages about how she hates him, how he’s upset all the time,

I work full time and help around the house, transporting kids all the stuff your suppose to do but it just doesn’t seem like she can get anything done. I go to the gym but it’s at lunch when the kids are in school. Otherwise I’m here working on things.

Her evening routine consists of taking a shower and drawing into bed and catching up on Instagram.

I live in a no fault state and I sure would be happier living in an apartment with joint custody but I feel bad for the kids and her so I never make a move.

If we had sex more than every 1 1/2 years, and she wasn’t such a nag, and not drink Coca Cola like it’s a competition to drink as much sugar as you can in a day, I would probably not consider it.