“You’re divorcing me?” he asked, his voice hollow, like the wind had been knocked out of him.
“Yes,” I said, calm and resolved. “I’m divorcing you.”
“That’s true,” I said. “You were faithful. You were predictable. But do you want to know why I’m really leaving you?”
He nodded slowly, still in disbelief. And so, I told him.
The Pain of Being Invisible
“I’m leaving because you did nothing,” I said, holding his gaze. “When I needed support, when I cried silently behind a closed door, when I asked for help without words—you did nothing.”
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