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I have always expressed reservations about pudgy diet gurus or divorced TV shrinks who dish out advice without ever being questioned on their own personal history. It makes me ponder if Stevie Wonder might make a good driving instructor.

...And so I never expected to put pen to paper on a subject where my track record is less than favourable. My decision to write about marital and human dysfunction is not born out of well informed academic wisdom, but personal immersion in the subject. Not as the careful watching eye of a janitor looking for dirt, broom in hand, but rather as the very dirt itself.

"There is an epidemic of divorce..."; words of someone in the know, in my community. I suspect this bold statement easily fits most communities in the country.

You may be reading this because of shock or simple curiosity brought upon by those words. I hope to help turn your surprise into reflection. After all, roughly half the homes in your own street will fall as casualties of divorce.

I am a husband, a father, and a son. Running on empty. Emphasis on running.

In this space I chronicle my thoughts, some facts and conclusions in regards to this subject and others, as I struggle to navigate the waters of a painful separation from my best friend and wife. I hope to do this for the benefit of you, the reader, and no one else.

I won't manipulate, embarrass or alienate those I love (or anyone else, really). I will be truthful, and I won't hold back from stating what may be unpopular assertions for the sake of fluff. Life is filled with enough noise and empty chatter.

My agenda is to shed light on the subject of marital breakdown and general human brokenness for the sake of healthier relationships and lives. I don't have credentials apart from personal experience, so like any advice, it will be worth what you pay for it.

As I've spoken to some friends and neighbours about my plight, I've discovered a pattern of similar stories within the walls of their own homes and in their own thoughts. This reality, and my absolute certainty that there is a better way, is what has driven me to write this blog.

I hope to find others who are running on empty, whether they know it or not, and help them see that although painful, this kind of heart surgery is very a special place.

I am a man of faith. Not a great amount of faith, but enough to let me write these thoughts. It occurred to me that much proselytizing happens from a high horse, and since my horse (read: position, status, stability, marriage) is lifeless, I thought I might offer a different perspective.

Thank you for reading.