I detested the messy nature of divorce. I had no desire to be his adversary.
I simply couldn’t marry him.
However, I’m currently creating something new.
We negotiated custody. Schedules and money.
Our son is familiar with the children’s version of the tale.I told him, “Dad made a big mistake a long time ago.” “He told lies. Lying undermines confidence. Even adults make mistakes.
I still cry occasionally.
I still long for the life I believed I had.
I have no regrets about loving him.
However, I’m currently creating something new. I work. A tiny apartment. We’re gradually making this strange, uncomfortable truce with my parents a reality.
I have no regrets about loving him. I’m sorry he didn’t believe me when I told him the truth.
Here is my lesson, if anyone is interested in it:
It takes courage to choose love. But going with the truth? It’s how you stay alive.
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