He.left.me.

He's gone. He. Left. Me. I was willing to try to forgive and rebuild our life. And.he.left.me. Not for her or anyone else but because his guilt and shame are suffocating him. And I have wallowed for a month. And seeing my pain broke his spirit. And now the heck what? I cannot breathe. I cannot sleep.  How does a person ever heal after this?