Many sympathies, Gud and family.

No practical advice except to be sure to take care of yourself.

I forgot about the clear bags. I had to do that at Blommingdale's, once upon a time. Nowhere else, though. Still, fuck her. If it's *your* stuff in your bag, not theirs, you can carry as much as you want to.

Her two teeth broke the skin on the inside of her upper lip. I feel really bad.

Aw! It happens, though. My mom said I broke through my bottom lip that way too many times to count when I was learning to walk. And yay! for standing up!

Marriage looks to be pretty much over, but I'm not sure what to do next due to the many complications. So I'm feeling pretty down.

Oh, Gud. I'm so sorry. It's not for lack of trying on your part, though. All I can say is one thing at a time, and try to be good to yourself. And post here whenever you need backup and support.

{{{juliana}}} Gently, though, so as not to upset the tum anymore.

This is a complete outsider's perspective, Gud, but it's sounding like forgetting the chocolate was the straw that broke the camel's back, and from where I'm standing, that's too petty for words.

No, that was just a symptom.

Whatever your spouse's mental and emotional issues, she's clearly not present for you, or for the children in this marriage.

Not really true. She takes care of the kids all day when I'm at work, and works hard at homeschooling our daughter. (I still feel a bit uneasy about this, education-wise it's good, socialization is a concern for me though). She does stuff around the house too, although I think I probably do more overall. You're getting my side of the story, and she has some pretty real complaints too.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do. It's complicated and I don't know that I really want to go into the details of everything in the thread.

Aw! It happens, though.

She's fine now. Seeing all the blood on my sleeve kind of upset me, but she's fine now - sound asleep actually.

Oh, Gud. I'm so sorry. It's not for lack of trying on your part, though.

No, lack of trying is part of the problem. I've done a lot of taking care of kids, helping her in her projects, trying to keep up on the house, but not so good in the romance department. I don't think my heart was in it or has been for awhile.

Gud, I'm so sorry. I can't tell if this is a dark bad day or the final straw -- freakin' board is so limited in this way.

Regardless, you'll find your best way through this. You know you will and we'll just keep reminding you.

No, lack of trying is part of the problem. I've done a lot of taking care of kids, helping her in her projects, trying to keep up on the house, but not so good in the romance department. I don't think my heart was in it or has been for awhile.

Curse you! Being a human being!

You're more than trying. Succeeding is trickier -- and it takes two. (And if you'd quit beating up on our friend the mighty couch-flipper we'd all appreciate it very much. Ta ever so.)

No, lack of trying is part of the problem.

I'm sorry, Gud. You're right about getting only one side of the story, but it's hard to understand that -- the kind of father you are, the work you put into the house and into the "team" aspect of family life, is really wonderful. If the problem is, deep down, that you're not in love anymore, then you have to address that. But I still hate to think of you believing yourself to be a bad person or a failure.

Whatever you need, just yell. And *do* try to take care of yourself through this. It's important.

{{{{{Gud}}}}}

I got nothing else, just love and support. For what that's worth. Banana?

(I try to feed people to take care of them, but all I have are bland foods right now. So, banana?)

No, lack of trying is part of the problem. I've done a lot of taking care of kids, helping her in her projects, trying to keep up on the house, but not so good in the romance department.

I don't mean to be unfair to your wife, but how hard has *she* been trying in the romance department? "It takes two" is a cliche for a reason.