Yep, feel that too: I kept having hope after hope after hope that the few sweet wonderful things that my wife and I shared could really be the basis for a wonderful marriage and life. But even during the two day rage benders that she has every other week I feel very sad when I see our shared life disintegrating, or she trashes (metaphorically or literally) something else that at one time in the past had meaning and value and a special place in our hearts. And it hurts.