It's over.
Dave and I have decided that if we can't make things work by June, then we're filing for divorce.
To be honest, I think that we are simply postponing the inevitable. I think that we're done; that we've been done for some time and that staying together isn't going to work out.
I'm going to give it my best shot. I have to. I can't walk away from this knowing that I didn't do everything I could to keep things together and make it work. Having said that.....I've busted my ass for years, trying to make him, and my marriage, happy. I haven't been happy, though. I've managed to maintain a facade of happiness but underneath it I've been miserable and unfulfilled. I think that most of you knew that, though......didn't you?
It's all so sad, JU. So fucking sad.....