Taken from life. “I am 65 years old and I want a divorce”: I can't live in a boring marriage anymore

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< p > always three.

< p > always the same cup, always the same routine.

< p > for forty years.

< p > I looked at her and felt empty.

< p > not love. Not anger. Not even regret.

< p > only void.

< p > I was 65 years old. I have my whole life behind me. Children, grandchildren, co -& oacute; < p > but when I woke up in the morning, I felt that I was dead.

< P >There was no size & oacute; w. There was no tenderness. There was no laughter. < p > It was only habit.

< p > life side by side. Not together.

< p > — We have to talk — I said quietly. < p > my wife looked at me.

< p > — What's going on ?

< p > I sighed.

< p > — I want divorce. < p > A moment of silence.

< p > teaspoon stopped in a cup.

< p > — I listen ?

< p > did not shout.

< p > did not throw anything at me, as it happens in movies.

< p > looked at me for a long time.

< p > — After forty years ?

< p > — Yes

< p > — Why ?

< p > I left my eyes.

< p > — Because I can't do it any longer. < p > — You can't like ?

< p > — Live next to you.

< p > I don't know what I expected.

< p > maybe he will cry. < p > maybe that he will beg me to stay. < p > but she just sat and looked.

< p > and then she said something that shook me more than anything else.

< p > — And you think I don't feel the same ?

< p > I looked at her stunned.

< p > — What do you mean ?

< p > smiled sadly.

< p > — That maybe we should do it a long time ago.

< p > I felt something in me.

< p > — Why nothing m & oacute; you wiped ?

< p > — Because I thought that this is how life looks like.

< p > that day we decided.

< p > It was not a glove. There was no hatred. < p > were only two people of people who understood that they could not live only out of habit.

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