She was truly a best friend. We did everything together. Trained together, swam together, ran together, biked together, competed in triathlons together, had all the same hobbies and collections together, loved the same foods, traveled together, almost never fought. No cheating, neglect abuse anything involved. Finances werent a problem. Everything wonderful in the bedroom.

She told me the other day she felt she needed a therapist. She didnt feel like herself anymore and wanted to run away from life. And was having bad thoughts. So I told her i would get her therapy and even take her. That she wasnt alone. I'd hold her hand through it all. I just dont know why we are going through this now. Our marriage was a 9 out of 10 and in an instant it all went away. Now to even be near her I have to move.