Its about time that I wake up and smell the coffee. As much as I would like my marriage to work, I know that its at the end. The hardest part for me is that I really thought we were doing well. I thought that we were happy. I guess you can live with someone and not really know them. So I have accepted that I must move on. It hurts like hell but I am strong. I know that I will survive. As i begin the wake up process, I start remembering me. I remember that I am worthy. I remember that I deserve to have someone that loves me just for me. I deserve better. I deserve to live, laugh, love.
It is my hope that I will rise out of this and be better because of it.