I'm going to tell you a little story here. I typically only tell this story to those who ask me about my life. I will try my best to make it short.
I was living in a small city near Toronto most of my life. Ended up meeting the "love of my life" after dating many girls. I helped her thru university and medical school as much as possible. I owned and operated a business that worked directly for Insurance Companies doing -Wind Fire Water- damage repairs. My business was solid and booming. Making more money than Trump at the time. (i wish) Anyways......
After her studies were complete we married. Made plans for family etc. She was offered a terrific position about 3 hours away from where we live. I had a bit of a dilemma. Always tried to support her dreams and now they were coming true. Do I shut down my business and move away to this other town so she can take this great position or do I tell her to try to look for work closer. I decided we best go up to this town, spend a few days at a hotel and I will see what opportunities I have for work there. I pretty much had a solid job offer. The sooner I could start, the better. Not the same pay but it was not bad, and I had less responsibilities. So I told her to take the offer, I will stay back awhile to close down my business and be up to start work there soon. She agreed.
A few months later I was up there working and living in a house we rented. We decided to buy a home. We found a perfect little place on the water. It was used as a cottage but had many permanent homes on the road. It needed tons of work. Was neglected because it was just a cottage for the past owner. So with my skills, I begin to rip apart the place one floor at a time. Kitchen, living room, bathroom were 1st on the list. I worked all day and renovated our cute little home at night and weekends. She worked all day and .......... well, bitched a bit about the mess but hey, it won't be forever!
So she goes to work where everyone is dressed well, no one breaks a nail, and shoes are always clean. Comes home to a hard working man who wears t-shirts and jeans and is sweating trying to get up the drywall. Well some clean dressed dude at work puts the moves on her. She falls for it. She see's Mr. Perfect vs. Mr. Grunt! Comes home late often. I don't worry as I feel she needs a break from the mess right? One day she comes home and says she is pregnant with tears in her eyes. I'm kinda stunned. How long off are you? We haven't had sex in quite awhile and when we did, I used condoms cause I wanted to finish the renovations first. She was balling her eyes out. You see Mike, this is NOT your child!! OMG! I staggered back a bit. Sat down. Asked her what her plans are. She tells me she is moving in with the guy and having the baby! I told her it's best she leaves for the night. I need time to digest this ALONE!!
The next day after a long and serious think, I call her up, tell her to come and get anything she needs and go. I will finish the renovations and sell the house. Then I want a divorce!
She started crying. She was shocked I wanted a divorce!! Pardon? I simply told her she doesn't love me. Told her she has no CLUE what love is. I told her I deserve way more than her!!
Her relationship with that guy lasted under 2 years, and he was in bed with another married woman!!