Maybe it was pure shock but I somehow took the whole break-up well. I knew he didn’t want to hurt me. And admittedly, in the beginning of our relationship, neither of us ever envisioned marriage as part of our life journey. But we fell in love and did what you do when you fall in love... plan a beautiful wedding to celebrate that love, take a romantic honeymoon vacation, buy a house, get a dog... We did everything but the kids.
Say WHAT? I’d been bamboozled... hoodwinked! Six years deep into a marriage and an AA neophyte, my ex decides that “married life is not for him.” After I uprooted my life in NYC to move to (in my opinion) a culture-less LA to support his entertainment career. I mean, it only made sense at the time.
