The Bomb Dropped There’s just something so FUCKED about the aftermath.It’s not just the shock of it all—it’s the shitty, grinding devastation that follows.The minutiae of life that you totally take for granted when you’re married—things like the bills, the health insurance, the vehicles, the taxes, the rent or the mortgage. One day, you’re a power couple. A dynamic team. A family building a future.And the next? You’re picking up the shattered pieces because your husband decided to walk in and detonate a whole-ass bomb in the middle of your living room—blowing up your marriage, your life, and your child’s entire world. He wanted a divorce.And for some reason, he…