Hey there my old friend I won"t ask you how you've been, cause I know that you've had it worse than I could ever imagine. But I know what it's like to hear those words, "I don't love you anymore." And I know how it feels to hurt more than you have ever hurt before. Now that it's all sinking in, you've thought about it again and again, what you could have done, or who you could have been. And it won"t make a difference when, that will always be then, and this will always be now, so just count your loss and somehow find a way to move on. Drink away the pain cause you"re not feeling sane on your own two feet, eight hour work days spent wasting away. You have to face the facts that she's never coming back, and she"s moving on while you dwell on your present tense and past. Don't blame yourself for what's been done, just move forward, and keep pushing on. Be honest to yourself, teach your son to do the same and things will work out. I know that life's unkind, and your heart's still breaking. I know it's been hell, but if I'm not mistaken you still have your son, to learn from his dad, and you can't let yourself lose sight of that.