I feel a bit better, until I think about the impending divorce. I haven't gotten any papers, but she really seems serious. Just when panic goes away and I feel almost decent, the loss of wife, house, cats too, kills me. I never thought I'd love a cat until we started dating and she had a kitten. but that stupid Super Bowl commercial for Budweiser with the dog came on and I started balling. I hate not being in control of my emotions, another withdrawl thing.