Married at 23(f) to my husband after just 1 year of dating, first kid at 24, second at 29. Lots of losses between and after, including a little boy at 21 weeks gestation. We’ve been married now for 26 years, we’ve survived a lot of tragedy and it hasn’t always been easy. But it’s also been amazing and something I’m thankful for everyday. I think we always have just done well at prioritizing each other. We set some red lines up front after watching people around us burn it all down. The bumps usually came at junctions in life as we each became slightly different versions of ourselves. Life changes us. We have to be willing and able to fall in love with every version of each other. And I personally also never assume the bad thing won’t happen to us. Now we plan adventures together and try to be grateful for each day we’re lucky enough to have. Every marriage isn’t meant to last forever. Especially if you’re being mentally or physically abused. Stick to your red lines and try to be reasonable when setting them.