I ended my marriage. I failed at the single most important relationship in my life. And I failed at the most important thing in my children’s lives: giving them a stable and loving nuclear family.
That’s no small thing.
And even though I know I tried very hard to make it work, and that I’m not solely responsible, that I had to draw the line somewhere as non-negotiables went unmet year after year, and that there were / are truly good and valid reasons it had to end, it was a decision over which I agonized for some months.
So I broke it. It’s done. Finished. And I plan to recall, muse, document the relationship experiences and observations I’ve had through this period of upheaval, transition and adjustment in this blog. It will get much funnier from here — I promise!
the life and loves of Alisa B 