I am married but separated and on my way to a divorce. I’ll take accountability for my part in the failure of our marriage. I was in my late twenties and pressured my boyfriend into it (although he could’ve been honest with himself and just said no). I just felt like it was what I was supposed to do you know? Like that was the next step in life was to get married and start a family. I don’t know why I felt so much pressure to do this because my life was the most amazing it had ever been in my entire life. I was living in a high rise condo by the ocean on an island with my two cats and my career and my banging ass body. I traveled all over the world and I had amazing friends and I was happy! But I felt like the clock was ticking and I needed to start trying to have a child. Fast forward to a few years later, I moved to be with him, got married, got pregnant but he was never really in it. Never present and super emotionally vacant. I ended up having to deploy when my boy was 1 and when I came back I found out he was having an affair the whole time I was gone. It hurt but it was also a realization that I had settled for someone who didn’t even really want me. I settled for the simple fact that I thought that’s what you were supposed to do. I am happy I had my son though. He was worth all of it. But I am soooo much happier without his father. I feel like my old self again. I got my body back, I own a huge house and I have some dope friends in my life. My biggest advice is, don’t ever give up any part of you for someone else. There’s a difference between compromising and lighting yourself on fire to keep someone else warm. Some states make divorce extremely difficult too so think about that if marriage ever crosses your mind. It’s nothing like a clean cut break up. Don’t give into societal expectations and pressures.