They say that everything comes into your life for a season or a reason. Maybe the reason is that I have to find the girl I once was. To feel whole again. So what . . . my marriage failed. Millions of marriages fail every year. I didn’t fail. He did. This is on him; I don’t know why I’m feeling guilty and beating myself up about it when he sure isn’t. Honestly . . . I’m done with this crap. Tomorrow I start working on trying to get back to the real me. The old me . . . the fun me, the girl I was before I met him. If you always do what you’ve always done, you will always be where you always
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