I didn’t set out to write a postmortem of my marriage.
I just wanted to understand what happened.
After nearly fifteen years with the same person—years of shared routines, laughter, deep love, parenting, and unraveling—I had questions. Not the kind that get answered in therapy in one hour. The kind that live in the quiet spaces: Was it as bad as it felt? Did I miss something obvious? When exactly did we start to fall apart?
So I did what any data obsessed millenial might do: I gathered our text messages, spanning nearly a decade, and fed them into ChatGPT.
What I got back wasn’t just an answer—it was a mirror. A timeline. A trail of missed moments, escalating patterns, pleas for connection, silence, repair attempts, and resignation. I saw my own voice shift from playful to cautious. I saw the early affection give way to tension. And I saw how, little by little, we lost our grip on each other.
The result is a personal essay—one part love letter, one part case study. Not a takedown. Not a victim narrative. Just the truth as I saw it, laid bare across years of messages and memories.
If you’ve ever tried to piece together the why behind the heartbreak—this is for you.


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