I Thought It Was True Love, So I Ruined My Life For It
I left my wife. I divorced her. We share four kids. All for True Love.
I was so wrong.
And I can't undo what I've done.
I would if I could.
I miss my old life every single second of the day.
But there's no getting it back.
And so I'll live with this self-hate, this guilt, this shame for the rest of my days.
I failed. I have failed. What do you do with that?