he left without saying a word

She left on April 22nd, and since then, I waited every day for her to come back with my son, but she never spoke to me. I wished the days would pass, but a deathly pain gripped my chest, making it impossible for me to even enter the empty house. I couldn't listen to music or eat. I cried and cried for days on end because I didn't understand why she didn't say "I don't love you anymore" or "I need time to think" or "leave me." Twenty-five years together and I know nothing about her or my son; I lost them forever. Now, I wonder how to continue life without them. On top of everything, my beautiful dog died, and misfortunes kept coming; my phone got stolen, and the only news was that they had the natural gas meter removed one day. I never hit her; I never hurt her. It seems like entering the fantasy world of money her brother gave her filled her life, but a goodbye would have been enough. I searched everywhere to find her voice in an audio recording, but not even that. The pain was so immense; I didn't know love could leave you shattered like this. I thought that after a month without her speaking to me from 10,000 kilometers away, my sadness would fade, but it returns, and I can't stop thinking about her face; it haunts me all the time. What can I do now? How do I continue my life as a damned failure? I'm worthless, not even worthy of a word. Twenty-five years meant nothing to her. I have all her things here in my room, and she's present throughout the house, in every object. I stare at the door, hoping she'll come in and hug me every day, every night. I'm telling you because I don't know where to take my pain, my anguish. How long will this last? Can there be such immense pain? I loved her forever, to see us grow old together and love each other until death, but she seems to have escaped to a better life. I feel pain and anger, and I want to forget, but I can't. I didn't know I loved her so much; it seems you only realize when they no longer care even in the slightest. Three hundred messages begging for forgiveness, saying I miss her, and that living without her is unbearable, and it doesn't move her at all. Such contempt is truly terrifying. Today, I'm very sad; tomorrow, I hope to be better. That's what I think every day. I can't imagine ever seeing another woman in my bed; it seems like a horror. I'll have to live until my end alone and as a useless being. Life's curses caught up with me, and my power as a person doesn't exist. I'll have to rebuild myself; I don't know how. If anyone knows what to do, please tell me in the comments. She doesn't love me anymore, and I, how do I remove her love from my soul?