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5 Crucial Things About Relationships I Learnt Too Late In Life
I wish I could have saved my marriage instead of walking out on a perfectly good life
A little over seven years ago, I packed up my stuff, boxed all my books, piled my clothes into plastic bags and suitcases, and moved out from the flat where we had lived for more than a decade with my husband. It hasn’t been a heat of the moment kind of decision, but a long and difficult one — full of sleepless nights, empty arguments and desperate attempts to undo what we had done to each other.
We met when we were 24 and moved in soon after that. We travelled a lot, we bought a flat and we had two kids together. We got married, not out of conviction but rather as an act of inevitability, as we planned to spend our lives together forever.
When the cracks in our marriage started to show, first we fought each other just as much as we fought for the ideas we had about our togetherness. But suddenly, it was too late to fix everything and as the last straw, my then-husband decided to look for happiness with someone else. An act that I observed with calmness and disappointment instead of rage and sadness.
In a way, I got it. It wasn’t good to be us.
