I cried at work today. Men shouldn't cry at work.

It isn't the easiest thing to handle. All of it came to me at once and I couldn't take; I broke down.

I've spent all that time begging you to hear me out, begging you to treat me like I'm willing to treat you. I spent all that time telling you how I felt over and over again how I felt only to have you tell me again that you didn't know what was in my heart or on my mind.

Even worse you'd tell everyone else that I wasn't a good man, that I wasn't good to you, that I didn't share my heart with you, that I didn't want a future with you, that I wasn't giving you every once of my time and even more of my strength.

And the one time I put my foot down, the one time I ask for a real apology, for you to show me I meant more to you than your pride and you told me; No.

You told me right then and there that I wasn't worth one apology and one attempt at reconciliation. I didn't want to separate but I never expected to be so worthless in your eyes

I've never hurt so much. And then you told me I couldn't get an equal share of time with our daughter. Whatever was left of me was crestfallen and when they served me the child support papers the following week I wasn't sure if tomorrow was worth it anymore but I pushed on because I know it won't always be this way and my daughter needs me.

I still hope that one day we can figure it out even after everything that's happened. I actually Love You, did you ever feel the same? After all this, it doesn't feel like it