It’s great if he was a “nice guy”, he was a nice guy for SOMEONE else! This is how I feel right now in my marriage of over seven years. I just want OUT! plain and simple. No bitterness and no anger. I love him but I feel he is the perfect man for some girl, not me who is all woman. He’s immature and has the mind of a child. His mentality is closer to that of my 15 year old than of mine. He needs 10 years to grow up and find himself and grow into manhood; while I want nothing more than to just be single again and maybe date… And maybe not. I’m 32 and I feel that I can be happy alone. I truly do. I’ve grown so much in seven years and I’ve come to a place where I’m happy wih who I am, whT I’ve learned, what I’ve accomplished and where I’m going in life. It’s time to focus on my children and myself. Not him and his shortcomings. I hate to think of the “D” word; but it’s mainly because I’m thinking about the “H” word: happiness :0)

I actually think I’m pretty good at knowing when to leave something and go to me, job-wise, relationship-wise. However, I’m in a bit of a mini quandary these days over something related to a plan for my blog, almost too minimal to bother anyone with here in the grande scheme. But , I trust that with good intentions and love il. Come through with flying colors on it.

Thank you for your light.

I am still thinking more on this but TKW expressed what I was thinking since yesterday.

Isn’t that crazy? The status quo, despite being familiar and comfortable, was also stress- and depression-inducing. Why should I be afraid of walking towards a time of healing and learning to treat myself better again?

Thanks for a lovely post.

I like your perspective on it as well. Walking away means walking toward. Beautiful.

I walked away from my last relationship. I so needed to much earlier but I needed to make that decision on my own. People ask me, because I’m a single mom, how did I know when it was time to give up on my marriage. Well, we all have a breaking point, don’t we? Mine was after lots of mistakes and then a year of barely hanging on by a thread. I know some people who could go years and years and years before they finally reach their breaking point. And still others will crack at the first red flag.

Do I regret walking away from my marriage or the next relationship? Sometimes… but I’ve noticed those regrets show up in times of fear. When I don’t know where I’m going, I want to run back. Then, I talk myself down, take a deep breath and take the next step forward.

Love this post. I also linked to you in the post I just put up tonight. Thank you for your inspiration.

every new beginning starts with some other beginning’s end.

ah, takes me back to my youth and conjures up images of closing down bars in seattle’s freemont district.

good thing i walked away from all of that…the whole metrosexual, bar-hopping, bigger-better-faster phase. i would have never slowed down enough to find lovie!