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Now, today's first story comes from tempth throw away from the true of my chest.

Subreddit that says,

I broke my wife and I don't think it is fixable.

This happened six months ago.

And I only chose to talk now because I don't see improvement in sight and I am hopeless.

We were at a party.

My friend is single and we started talking about love and relationships.

My wife and I have been happily married for seven years.

We have three beautiful children.

She is the love of my life.

When I was talking to my friend, I felt like we were on different levels of thinking.

His complaints are

mostly superficial about how the people he dated looked. I was a bit drunk at that point and

said something like, you don't fall in love with looks. Look at me and my wife. I love her more

than anything compared to my ex who was just looks. Everyone went silent and my damage control was worse, so I ended up

shutting the hell up. I couldn't get my points across, but even I thought that maybe these

thoughts have been in my head, but only came out when I was drunk. My wife was shocked.

First week she was so angry and wanted to understand what I meant and nothing I said was good

enough. I was drunk. I love her. I think she's the most beautiful woman. She thought being drunk

made me say my true feelings. Then one morning she just said, you know, I've never felt as ugly

as I have this past week. I've always thought I am beautiful.

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