Ah, The Bachelor. A show which, to most sane individuals, is just a giant ratings demon that pulls at the (very tender) heartstrings of single women. A show that convinces 20-something princesses that they will find their Prince Charming, and simultaneously reminds cynical folk that love is dead and getting raped in the grave by the American Broadcasting Company.

If you didn’t think that The Bachelor was 90% bullsh*t, 10% gauzy camera filters, you should now, because according to Gawker, host Chris Harrison and his wife of 18 years are getting d-i-v-o-r-c-e-d.

“Though we have made this incredibly difficult decision to separate, our love and mutual respect remain,” the couple said in a joint statement, “and we look forward to sharing in the lives of our wonderful children.”

I don’t know about you, but I am just SHOCKED. A man who devoted much of his adult life to bringing together men and women (I guess I should say one man and dozens of women all vying for his money love) in holy matrimony is getting divorced?!? That’s like saying that couples that meet on a scripted reality show and are filmed throughout the entirety of their courtship are going to get divorced! SACRILEGE.