After three years, Kevin and I are ending our marriage. As you can probably imagine, it was not easy to make and follow through with this decision, and it is a decision accompanied by a range of varying and often conflicting emotions.
Although the decision is mutual and in the best interest of both parties, it is incredibly difficult. While the dissolution of our marriage is not the end of our love, it is the end of a dream we once shared about our life, each other, and our future. It feels like defeat, and it is a very real and great loss. Naturally, I can't help but feel the sadness and weight of it all.
That sadness quickly exhausts itself when I think about how much we have both grown as individuals because of our relationship; how we're trying our best to be good and unselfish during this process; and how much better we'll be when the dust settles.
Kevin is a good person, and I think of myself as a good person as well. We, however, are not good together. And I rather us be the best versions of ourselves apart than the worst versions of ourselves together.
I pray that Kevin has happiness, love, peace, and prosperity. I pray that he is healed from any hurt caused by me and our relationship. I pray that he continues to become the best man and person he can be. And I pray those same prayers for myself.
I am forever grateful to have experienced our good times as they brought us much joy. I am forever grateful for our bad times as they taught us many lessons.
