Today, I ruined my childrens' lives...

Today, I ruined my childrens' lives.
I didn't beat them, molest them, do drugs in front of them, or anything like that.
Today, I told them that my wife and I are getting a divorce. I feel like shit. I told them that the best days of my life were the days when they were born. This is, without a doubt, the worst day.

I've been to couples therapy for at least 3 years. I've tried my best. I didn't cheat on my wife, and she didn't cheat on me. Neither of us was abusive, or drank a lot, or anything like that. I think the worst thing you can pin on me is that I'm kind of slacker.
A year ago, my wife told me she didn't think she loved me, and didn't think she was attracted to me any more. I thought that day was the worst day of my life, and at the time, it was. This is worse. This is bringing hurt to someone who has no idea what's going on, or why their parents would ever break up. This sucks. This is taking two innocent children's lives, and throwing them up in the air like tossed salad, and letting the leaves fly where-ever. As much as I thought I'd moved on from my relationship with my estranged wife (and I guess I'll have to get used to that term, estranged), I guess I wasn't prepared for the impact of having to tell my kids.

Ugh. Happy holidays.