Tag: moving-on
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A Couple in Public, Strangers in Private
The more time I spend with my own thoughts, the more things I seem to uncover. I’ve been journaling more, reflecting, working through things in therapy, and trying to understand not just where I am in my marriage, but how I got here. And lately, a few realizations have been sitting particularly heavy with me.…
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I Don’t Want to Just Survive My Life Anymore
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the difference between surviving and actually living. And I think, for a really long time, I’ve been surviving. The strange thing is, I didn’t necessarily realize that’s what I was doing. When you’re in survival mode long enough, it starts to feel normal. You get up. You go…
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I Want Someone Who Will Dance With Me in the Bedroom
Last night, I was standing in my bedroom folding clothes. My husband was cleaning off his dresser. Nothing was wrong. There wasn’t an argument. Nobody was upset. It wasn’t one of those big moments where something happens and suddenly everything becomes crystal clear. It was just a normal night. At some point, a 90s country…
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I Can Finally See the Finish Line
For a long time, I knew something needed to change, but I couldn’t really see what came next. I could picture pieces of it. I knew what I wanted to feel. I knew what I didn’t want to keep feeling. But there was this huge space between knowing that my marriage wasn’t working for me…
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Love Bombing: When the High Makes You Question Everything
I was on the right path. I had made the decision, at least within myself, that my marriage was no longer working. I haven’t asked for a divorce. I’m still married. I’m still living in the same house. But mentally, I had finally reached a place where I wasn’t asking myself the same question over…
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I Forgot I Was Someone Too
For as long as I can remember, I have been someone to everyone else. I became a wife while I was still so young that I never really figured out who I was on my own. Then I became a mom while I was still a teenager. Every decision I made after that revolved around…
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Becoming My Own Reason
As I continue this journey of finding myself again, I have realized something that honestly makes me a little sad. I spent years taking care of everyone else while completely neglecting myself. Not for days. Not for weeks. Not even for months. For years. Self-care isn’t just the occasional spa day, although I have started…
