Alone After Divorce, Nowhere to Go 😢🏚️
Last night, I slept in my car for the first time. My marriage of 20 years ended, and suddenly, the home I helped build is no longer mine. My wife and kids are still there, laughing and living, while I wander the streets of Chicago, feeling invisible.
At 45, I never imagined starting over like this. Every street corner reminds me of what I’ve lost, and the fear of not finding a place to belong keeps me awake. I keep replaying arguments in my head, wondering if I could have done something different.
Have you ever felt like a stranger in your own life after a family breakup? If you’ve been through this, I’d love to hear your story. Maybe sharing can help us both find a little hope. Let’s talk about it—sometimes, knowing you’re not alone makes all the difference. 💬🤔
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