Ten years ago today I married a man that I am still very fond of, but who I am separated from and am in the process of divorcing.
It makes today pretty bittersweet. We, technically, made it 10 years, but I don’t think that counts since we’ve been separated for almost the last year of it. We’re legally able to file for divorce in 2 weeks.
I kinda want to just go home and lie in my blankets today.