After thirty years of marriage, I asked my husband, Zack, for a divorce. He was shocked, feeling he’d always been a good husband. He had no idea I’d been unhappy for so long.
Zack did nothing wrong by the usual standards—he didn’t cheat or drink—but he also did nothing to support me emotionally. When I struggled with work, illness, loss, and depression, he wasn’t there. I asked for help, love, and even therapy, but he always shrugged it off, insisting he was happy.
When I finally told him why I was leaving, he begged for another chance, but it was too late. I moved out, embraced a new life, and found happiness. A year later, I met a wonderful man who values and loves me.
Zack eventually found someone new too. Our story is a reminder: relationships require both presence and listening—something Zack realized too late.
Leave a Reply