Okay. Fuck. I need to rip off a bandage.
I've been avoiding saying this publicly, because I don't want it to be real, and saying it out loud makes it real, and I'm really not okay, but I've got a conference coming up, and I'll have to see people face to face, and I'd rather do this asynchronously.
After over 27 yeats of marriage, and being together for nearly 29 years, my wife and I are splitting up. Actually, we've been in the process of divorcing since last August. It's... fucked.
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