My husband informed me on Saturday morning, after a long, unhappy telephone discussion, that he is not interested in continuing with our marriage. Fortunately, by the time I spoke with him again on Monday, I had more or less decided that was the right choice as well. I’d heard one thing that made me think maybe he was reconsidering, but when that turned out to not be true, well, one person’s best efforts can’t make a relationship work when the other is unwilling.

I’ve been lucky in that I’ve received so much love and support from my friends and family. I had no idea I could expect that kind of response from people. I knew they cared about me, but, Wow, so much love. But now I have to figure out what I’m going to do, how I’m going to support myself, how I’m going to move on from this in the healthiest way possible and to create from the situation the life I want to be living. I’m going to try to come out of this without bitterness, without unresolved anger, to continue to be as open and available to the world as I can be. And to that end, and also because he’s not some evil bastard, just your standard, flawed human, I will not be using this space to vent about the situation. There’s no point in that.

On the other hand, I will probably want to explore my own discoveries and decisions here, and since there are so many of them to make, I might end up writing more than I have been. Who knows?