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Red Rozenglass@rozenglass@fedi.dreamscape.link (2026-07-22 08:04:15)
@Grumblesock@clew.lol Other than my wife leaving me a couple of weeks ago, because "I'm the best person she's ever met in her life, who took care of her in every possible way, but she's loosing who she is around me, and who she wanted to be", no, I'm good. Very okay indeed. Maximum theoretical limits of good considering the circumstances. Thanks for asking, friend. How about you? Is there something wrong with you?
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woodland creature@meowski@fluf.club (2026-07-22 08:36:15)
@rozenglass @Grumblesock wtf does that even mean "losing who she is" sounds like some kind of made up excuse and not the real reason. do you have kids? hope not for your sake.
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Red Rozenglass@rozenglass@fedi.dreamscape.link (2026-07-22 08:53:45)
@Grumblesock@clew.lol @meowski@fluf.club I don't have kids, no. I think I will need a long time combing through our entire past to figure out what happened, and re-contextualize the events in a way that makes sense. I thought she was having the best of times in our relationship, and she even told me so herself on many occasions, there is no one event I can point to and blame for what happened, and nothing she told me when leaving is the real answer either. She's a complex person, and so am I, and lots of interleaved feelings are involved. But I always thought that we had a whole life time ahead of us to talk things out and work it out. I didn't know my clock was running out. Part of me curses every moment I spent at work, or distracted with my random autistic pursuits. Now she's on the other side of the planet, and doesn't want to talk to me because she said it makes her miss me and hurts her too much. In the end, I might have to accept that I never understood who she is, and she never understood who I am, and the bitter truth is that I will not have answers that will make sense.