Sorry for the provocative title, but that's about where I'm at with my life.
So, my estranged wife is out for a romantic weekend, and I feel like I'm losing my mind, literally.
I'm anxious, and nauseous. I can't stop thinking about their happiness (in all ways, not just sexual), and I can't deal with the powerlessness I have. I feel like I HAVE to write his or . . . i don't know . . . i just need feedback and support.
Some background and meditations following the hopefully helpful squiggly.