I couldn’t do it. I struggled with my feelings of sadness in my marriage yet I couldn’t leave. Even when I finally did move out after months of contemplation, I still couldn’t file for divorce. Four years later I stopped living in the safety of separation and signed the dreaded divorce decree. In between the move and the legality of the end of our marriage, my ex and I became friends.
We started to do the things we hadn’t done in our marriage. We talked. We worked together to raise…
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What shapes our lives are the questions we ask, refuse to ask, or never think to ask. – Sam Keen
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