She Chose Her 'Best Friend' Over Me—So I Left Forever

On New Year's Eve, when my wife stood up me and my parents again to keep her childhood best friend company—because he had depression—I didn't make a scene this time. I just waited until she came home with her clothes in disarray, then handed her the divorce papers I'd already drafted.

She tore them up without hesitation, her face full of impatience.

"I told you ages ago, Derek has depression. If I'm not with him, he'll kill himself! Do you really want to watch my best friend die because of me and make me live with that guilt forever? How can you have so little compassion!"