"...reach your goals" But, what are my goals now? Life, love,
and the pursuit of happiness... that's all I know, for sure.
It's funny, but the past is sometimes blurry for me. I'm not sure that I remember
how difficult it was, and how unhappy I've been. Sometimes I open up my diary from
eight years ago and I'm appalled at how miserable I was... and how numb, in a way,
just trying to put one foot in front of the other and move forward.
But... where am I going now? I don't know. That's scary, sometimes. But it's scarier to
stay here, as I see where I've been in this marriage. I don't want to make this b&w, as if
he's the villain and I'm this saint/martyr, because that's not it either. But, it's been a
toxic situation for a long time. I should have left in 1996, when I saw that things
probably weren't going to improve.
