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Two years ago, my wife walked out on me and our kids during the worst point in my life. After struggling and finally picking my family up again, I spotted her in a café, alone and in tears. What she said next completely blindsided me.
When Anna walked out of our apartment with nothing but a suitcase and a cold, “I can’t do this anymore,” I was left standing there holding our four-year-old twins, Max and Lily.
I didn’t even get a second glance from her. It was like a switch had flipped. One minute we were a family, and the next, I was alone with two kids and a mountain of bills.
This had all happened because I’d lost my job, and we lived in one of the most expensive cities in the country.
I’d been a software engineer at a tech company that promised big returns, but some shady things happened, and it went bankrupt before we knew it. I went from a six-figure salary to unemployment checks overnight.
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