Saturday the walls came tumbling down. I told hubby, or more accurately, my partner of 12 and 1/2 years that our relationship is over. The hardest decision that I have ever had to make, and I feel like such a shit for hurting him. But I know that staying and pretending that I still love him and that all is well would hurt us both even more. I haven't moved out yet as I am not sure where I am going to go. We can't sell the house until June or face a stiff early pay-off penalty on the mortgage. I still spend half my time crying and scared to death. I think, now what do I do? Where do I go from here? The other half of the time I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my chest. And I know that I will be ok no matter what. I am adrift in a sea of possibility, surrounded by despair, potential, joy, loneliness, redemption, courage, fear, weakness, strength.....
Broomhilda worshipped the goddess at 10:38 AM
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