And then I met Nicole. What an ending. What a beginning. My life was spiraling completely out of control emotionally and this near angel of mercy stepped in and everything stopped spinning. The pain of living stopped for a moment and I was able to transport myself back to reality. Well reality in this case was pretty subjective. I was a king with no queen, my kingdom was dying, pestilence, rioting, strife, and unrest was a typical day in my head. My mental wound languished and I suffered greatly. My wife was cheating on me and treating me like a battered child at home. I’d make it to work and Nicole would say the kindest things to me. It was textbook end game, end of days, death of one queen, and hail to the new one. This period in my life is pretty spotty and I have to rely on rumors mostly to fill in the blanks. My wife and I were trying to make a go of it but it all depended on her decision. Hers. I was an afterthought. We made a commitment to see this