Thumper

This is exactly what happened for me. I actually knew Iwas done, beyond a doubt, but I wouldn't give myself permission. I couldn't get around the guilt and idea that I should be doing something different to either make it work or make myself except what I had. I got married, had children, and by golly - I had planned to die married and raise my children in an intact home and I ought to figure that out one way or another!

But a shift occurred and it seemed like there was only one *livable* solution and that was to leave. Staying no longer seemed like an option I could withstand. So I moved forward despite the storm of negative emotions and in my head I knew it was right - even in my heart I knew it was right - but it didn't 'feel' right all the way through.

It did eventually all fall into place. I have regrets today, but they are not surrounding my decision to divorce. That space was not a livable one.