Did I really go through all this just so I could buy a new lamp?
So I could eat mushroom soup by the fire after filling the entire house with smoke because I closed the flue instead of opening it?
So I could drink a beer or three more with friends without having to call home?
So I could masturbate in the house alone?
So I could eat cheese and hummous and bread for dinner?
So I could flush the toilet at night without fear of someone waking up?
So I didn't have to look at the stupid crap he liked to collect?
So I could happily think of a sex life that explicitly excluded him?
So I could sleep late?
So I could spend less money on eating out now because life used to be so streesful I couldn't be bothered to cook?

Is that why I spent thousands of dollars on therapy and mediation fees? Did I do all that work over the past year just for these reasons?

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.