I’m writing this blog as an outlet to write of my life’s experiences. I’m only 25 years old, but I’ve already been married and divorced. I’ve watched the man, in whom I was absolutely and completely in love with, change into the scariest person I’ve ever had the great displeasure of meeting. (I’m jumping ahead a bit, this is only an introduction.)
The Definition of Fight* is: to contend in battle or physical combat; to put forth a determined effort., etc
He and our marriage was my “Fight” in this case. I’ve been taught that you ‘don’t talk about your personal business‘. And I don’t usually but… in this case, I think my ‘Fight Story’ could help someone else end theirs.
For a long time now, people have asked me questions like:
When did it begin?
How can someone as strong as yourself allow that to happen to you?
Were you even sad when he passed?
How did you get out of a relationship like that?
And after looking over this past year, I believe I’m ready to discuss and answer those and many other questions.
His life has changed mine forever. And rather than act as though our marriage never happened; I’m ready to talk about it. And more importantly, talk about how I’ve been able to pick up and move on from that relationship.
I have to say, this blog scares me a bit. Writing it, alone, has sent me down Memory Lanes I had no intentions of revisiting. I’m also nervous that no one would find this blog worth reading. But it’s my sincere hope, that my story would encourage someone else.
I told myself that I would Never, talk about him or that relationship… but here I am…
Never Say Never…
P.s. Next blog will be up in 7 days!!!