I had a 3 bedroom house 2 cars, a man’s best friend and loving children (most of the time) etc, etc and I gave it all up for you. Yes, you’re a beautiful person not just with one see’s in the mirror but what is deeper inside yet the mirror is broken now. The truth is you’re still human and as such I can’t expect perfection yet you are so great that those imperfections appear deeper then they are especially in this lousy trailer park. A park that my children and even dogs are embarrassed to visit me in … well at least in my head. My ex-wife while we were married made me often feel poor yet now I truly am and it’s all because of you. Poverty not just in my wallet but with my children in which you’re beauty will never fix this mirror.
FOOTNOTE-Do you know anyone who experienced this after a divorce and resettlement?