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On April Fool�s Day last year, my husband of seven years announced out of the blue that he was leaving me. It was early evening and, as I pleaded with him not to go, his exact words were: �I need to breathe.� I remember the ringing in my ears and the sense of bewildered shock as my knees buckled beneath me. A few days later I found out he was walking straight into a relationship with another woman. It seemed that I truly was the April fool. The grief I experienced in those subsequent weeks was like no other � I couldn�t eat or sleep.