After 7 1/2 years of waiting and hoping, I told him to move out. It was very difficult. But it was the right decision for us both.
I admit that I often find myself mourning the life I’d hoped we would share; however, I’ve begun dating a man who works hard and treats me with kindness. In an added bonus, I’m pretty certain new fella isn’t hiding a secret meth addiction (yeeeeah, try that one on for size). New fella is also excited about starting a family and is already discussing marriage. I’ll get to be a wife and mother someday, but I’ll never marry my ex. And it’s better this way. 4 weeks ago