*** Warning *** Long, Personal Story.... dirty laundry included. And since I have no friends, here is where I'm talkin. Sometimes, it seems, survivalism/preparedness takes on a much more "up close and personal" meaning. I haven't been posting nearly as much on the boards lately, there's a reason for this. The Backstory: For the last few years, my relationship with my wife (of about 12 yrs now) has been a bit strained, partially because of finances, and partially due to her 2 year bought with a prescription pain pill addiction that I stuck by her side and supported her through. Adding to the problem, I'm now disabled and unable to work, I've filed for disability, but of course it takes a long time to recieve anything. About 2 months ago, she hit what I consider the equivalent of a lottery prize... she landed a GREAT job. I'm thinking the money problems are over, our relationship will get back on track, everything's going to be great, right? Wrong. She has decided to take her new found job/life and leave me... pretty much stranded up here in her hometown where I have no family or friends. I had believed that she was as committed to the marriage as I was, but I was wrong apparently. I thought that sticking by her side and supporting her through the addiction might have earned me some loyalty..... wrong again. She told me of this decision a week ago, and she moved out. I'll admit, it hit me pretty damn hard at first. She has been the focus of my life for over a decade now, and every plan I have for the rest of my life included her. I bear no ill will towards her, I still love her with all my heart, and I always will. I'm starting to come to terms with it now, but I'll admit to feeling somewhat betrayed. Now.... On the survivalist front, it appears I've had a bit of a setback. The family farm that I took great comfort in having access to, is her family, not mine. So that's gone. My plan now is to hopefully make due until the disability starts and then make my way back south to where my family and former friends are. It's a lot more urban than this, so that's a pretty major setback as far as being prepped goes. I've still got my few guns, minus the pistol I gave her (I don't want her to be defenseless), so there's one small thing I have on my side. I'm certain what little food I've managed to squirrel away will soon be promoted to "main menu" status and won't last very long. I've still got a decent first aid kit and some fishing gear, some basics like flashlights and such. I never expected to be starting over at age 40. And it seems that a shtf world isn't all that far away anymore. I'm gonna have a lot of "adjusting" to do when it comes to being prepared.