What I probably should have written was there began...the Misery.
Here's something that nobody ever tells you and very few people will own up to: the first year of marriage is hard. Even if you've been living together beforehand...there's a shift that occurs, and there are a whole boatload of unspoken expectations.
Ours was downright miserable.
We didn't know how to be married. We had both come from households buried with dysfunction; mine heavy with violence and obvious transgressions, his less obvious, but still prevalent in the way we both came into the union.
We were married about nine months when we decided to get a divorce.
No comments:
Post a Comment