Well I confronted you, and it went almost as bad as possible. You confirmed all of my worst fears. You want a separation. You don't love me anymore and you don't know if you ever have. You thought you did, but you're not sure if that was love anymore. You can't figure out if your past trauma is keeping you from loving me, or if you just don't love me anymore. I'm pretty sure I know the answer. So now I have to wait, until you think you want to give it another try or if you want a straight up divorce. Lucky me. Oh that house we bought in your name because the rate was better? Sick. The car in your name for the same reason? Also awesome for me. I put everything into you and our daughter and because you never let me adopt her, I have no claim to her either. Congrats "forever and always it's just you and me" that you said to our daughter? You got your wish, you can take her away from me whenever you want, and I can't fight back. I can't even believe the tears you cried as my parents drove me away, because where was that emotion from you when I was giving it to you every day. I'm so mad but also still love you so much, so I'll sit here waiting to see if you change your mind. But you're right where you can want to be with all the power and choices. Congrats, you win.