So yesterday, my husband and I legally separated. It was a long time coming. To use the old cliche, we just grew apart. We tried to make it work...tried talking about our issues, understanding where the other is coming from, etc. I couldn't get him to go to therapy, but I did go. And I did learn a lot about myself. I feel that us separating and the inevitable divorce that is to follow is the best thing for both of us. And, it's odd...during the talking about separating and such, I became really jaded and morose when it came to love and romance. When I came home yesterday, after the signing of the papers, I started day dreaming of getting married again and having a husband that is truly my soul mate. Of course, my husband now is a great guy. And, I do hope that in time, we will be able to be friends still. Who knows. I'm just ready to move on with my life and really be who I am.
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