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A Couple in Public, Strangers in Private
The more time I spend with my own thoughts, the more things I seem to uncover. I’ve been journaling more, reflecting, working through things in therapy, and trying to understand not just where I am in my marriage, but how I got here. And lately, a few realizations have been sitting particularly heavy with me.…
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Finding My Voice, Even When It Changes the Room
Throughout this journey of rediscovering myself, one of the things I’ve started to remember is that I have a voice. I have opinions. I have thoughts that are worth sharing. And perhaps most importantly, I’ve started remembering that it’s okay to disagree with someone. A healthy debate doesn’t have to turn into an argument. Two…
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Four Versions of Me
I saw a trend on TikTok recently that caught my attention. The trend was simple. You ask AI to create four versions of you based on everything it knows about you: Who I think I am. Who strangers think I am. Who the people closest to me probably see. And finally, the real me hidden…
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I Caught Myself Counting the Days Apart
In one very specific way, I know I’m luckier than some people who find themselves in a situation like mine. I have opportunities to get space. I travel a lot for work, and every once in a while, my husband travels for work too. Because of that, there are stretches of time when we aren’t…
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The Version of Me He Wants Back
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve started noticing something about myself. I feel like I’m becoming two different people. Or maybe that’s not quite right. Maybe I’m finally becoming one person, but I haven’t figured out how to be her everywhere yet. When I’m with my friends, I see more of her. At work,…
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I Don’t Want to Just Survive My Life Anymore
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the difference between surviving and actually living. And I think, for a really long time, I’ve been surviving. The strange thing is, I didn’t necessarily realize that’s what I was doing. When you’re in survival mode long enough, it starts to feel normal. You get up. You go…
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I Want Someone Who Will Dance With Me in the Bedroom
Last night, I was standing in my bedroom folding clothes. My husband was cleaning off his dresser. Nothing was wrong. There wasn’t an argument. Nobody was upset. It wasn’t one of those big moments where something happens and suddenly everything becomes crystal clear. It was just a normal night. At some point, a 90s country…
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I Can Finally See the Finish Line
For a long time, I knew something needed to change, but I couldn’t really see what came next. I could picture pieces of it. I knew what I wanted to feel. I knew what I didn’t want to keep feeling. But there was this huge space between knowing that my marriage wasn’t working for me…
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Love Bombing: When the High Makes You Question Everything
I was on the right path. I had made the decision, at least within myself, that my marriage was no longer working. I haven’t asked for a divorce. I’m still married. I’m still living in the same house. But mentally, I had finally reached a place where I wasn’t asking myself the same question over…
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Before You Leave, You Start Planning to Live Again
I thought leaving a marriage started with filing paperwork. I was wrong. For the longest time, I believed people woke up one morning, decided they were done, called an attorney, packed their belongings, and walked away. I know now that’s not how it happens. At least it wasn’t for me. For me, leaving didn’t start…
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