I'll chime in with another vote for REJECTION. My H has basically rejected our life, our great memories, and not just things I do but who I am as a person. All the things he signed on for with eyes wide open and not at all reluctantly when he married me over twelve years ago. It brings to the surface the gnawing feeling that if my own H found so many flaws he's considering leaving, then there must be something wrong with me.
He's rejected me not for another person in particular but for an entirely "better" life. I have watched him reject me for time to spend with friends, to spend with godchildren, to drink, to travel "back home", even to build up his popularity on social network sites.
So it seems I am easily replaceable and he doesn't even need a new girlfriend to be a completely fulfilled person and leave me out of his life entirely. This hits at the core of my self-esteem, my pride and my sense of self-worth. I guess it shouldn't, but it does.
Patience is the weapon that forces deception to reveal itself.