Okay, so most of you know the status of my personal life. I was married at 18 (2 months before my 19th birthday) and have remained married for the last 11+ years. We've had our share of problems and issues but have done what most people do - ignore them. Back in April he moved out but I let him move back in in September when he was starting a new job. So we've been separated but living together. Well tonight we've decided (ok, so I pushed for an answer and he finally caved) to make it official and file for legal separation. I'm both happy and sad. Happy because he's finally accepted that there are serious problems and it's not worth ignoring the situation just to remain married, and sad because for a half of a second, I saw the guy I fell in love with again. So tonight I'm wistful over what's lost, yet relieved that I won't lose another 11 years of my life. It's funny, I thought I didn't have any tears left. I guess that I'm not as much of a hardened bitch as I thought. One thing is for certain: I am NEVER doing this again. No one is getting past the goddamn wall!
