Well, here I am. 14 years married, college sweethearts, and newly separated. We had grown our separate ways over the years, and as we came to be our true selves, we just weren’t able to connect anymore. Emotionally, intellectually, sexually.. everything was gone.
I started noticing that something wasn’t right 5-6 years ago, but here I thought that he’s a great man... I can’t give that up! I went against everything my gut was telling me... because I couldn’t possibly break up my family for what I knew in my heart just wasn’t right. Needless to say, the last 5 years have been argument after argument, until I woke up one morning and I realized, I was no longer in love with him. He did not take things well, as I am the one who initiated it.
So after 14 years married, 3 kids, 1 Separation already under our belts, therapy sessions that I went to alone, and so many exhausted days like feeling as if I failed as I wife, we are separated. And although it was so painful to watch him go, I can breath a little easier. I now know an understand relationships CAN end, and that it’s not always a bad thing. Sometimes, in order to continue growing into the next part of ourselves, we need to let things go that are no longer helping us flourish.
Hardest decision I have ever had to make. But I’m still standing. And my kids are still smiling. And for that, I know I’ll be ok, and I know he will too.