So, I was raped.  It's been close to a year ago.  What has that meant for me?  It would probably be wrong to say that everything happens for a reason at this point, but maybe everything did.  I'll start from today and go backwards.
I am dating this woman named Lisa.  She enjoys doing things for me.  She is good at showing me that she loves me.  Sometimes I am overwhelmed by joy when I think about her.  She is beautiful and is a good person.  Like, everything I could wish for.  That's who she is.  I am feeling blessed.
My job.  Is not what I pictured myself doing but it's a good job.  I'm making more money than I ever have in the past and I have been able to afford some really nice things.  I don't have to worry about money anymore.  I'm not a huge fan of sitting in a cube all day long, but I am providing and I enjoy what I do generally.
I am going to school for finance.  I decided that I want to get into investment banking and make a lot of money so that I can funnel it to doing good.  I am getting my masters.  My parents didn't make it past 6th grade.  I am blessed.
My kids are doing well.  They had a hard time at first with Kierra leaving, but they are getting back on track.  They are my backbone and my tribe.  I love them more than anything.
6 months ago my wife left.  3 months ago I met Lisa.  The time in between was unbearable.  I was so heartbroken and hurt.  I blamed Kierra for who she is as a person, which I can't do.  Yes it hurt but it's proof of who she is.  It was a strange thing.  She drifted farther and farther away until she was gone.  Faded herself from my life and from the lives of my children.  I was disillusioned but now I see reality for what it is.  It was a rude awakening.
I was raped almost a year ago.  Kierra blamed me, she couldn't wrap her head around it.  She became the victim.  I took care of her rather than even thinking about taking care of myself.  I had no home to run to.  No warmth.  It wore on me.  It sucked.  I didn't deal with it until recently.  The rape shattered my life but opened by eyes to truths.
The truths:
My marriage stood on unstable ground- Keirra could have never been the person I needed her to be
There are shitty people in the world
Violence against women is real
Rape culture is unacceptable
I can survive and thrive in any circumstance- I am strong!
Even when I don't have the support of my partner, I have my friends and family

To summarize.  I was raped and as a result, my wife left me.  I got to see her true character and I'm glad that I did sooner than later.  Our marriage was short, but long enough to teach me lessons about what I want from a relationship and the dangers of not being vulnerable.  I found that my family and friends are important and most of all that I am strong.  I can come out of any situation better than I entered it.  I am awake now.  I am aware of rape culture and disparities against women. I have a new, healthy relationship and I am able to be a better mother, partner and friend.