Well, he is the one going ahead with the divorce since last year: he retained a lawyer less than a month after leaving the house, and one week and a half later, he draw the papers filing for divorce... I lost it and was committed for my own safety: there, at the hospital, I found out that a lot of things he was telling me were a total lie, like that we needed to have only one lawyer so the divorce wasn't going to be expensive and so on... After leaving the psychiatric institution, I contacted some lawyers and finally settled with one after hearing and seeing the most astonished reactions from paralegals: "He blindsided you!'', ''He pulled the rug under you!'', ''What a jerk...'' So I'm in the middle of a divorce that I don't want and don't fully understand the consequences and the minutiae... And after this last meeting with him, on Wendsday, I feel eviscerated, like nothing holds any value anymore. It's like he is telling me that we were in totally different wavelengths and I DON'T BELIEVE THAT. If not, how could we be seen as the most solid, committed, successful couple by our friends and families? Of, course, his new ''friends'' paint him a very different picture saying things like ''It doesn't surprise me you are divorcing her, you both don't have anything in common...", and HE GIVES CREDIT TO THIS!!!! I never, ever imagined that it was possible to experience so much pain, and feel so diminished, so emasculated... He never, ever showed empathy, pain, compassion, consideration, whatever toward me. It is very significative to me that he never asked me to forgive him for the pain that he was causing me, BUT HE ASKED FORGIVENESS -AND CRIED- TO OUR OLDEST DAUGHTER. And in fact, all the last meeting was managed thru this daughter (the other one cut communication with him), and our son try to be supportive of me and keeps his distance from his father (of, course, he is paying for his college education). Everything is so, so sad, and pathetic at the same time. Nothing, nothing justified this outcome...