Well...the clock is clicking down to my 10th wedding anniversary and Sunday, the 20th of July is the magic day. How wonderful. It's marked on every calendar I have in my house and listed on every one I have access to on my computer. Not that I'm likely to forget this date...
I have so many mixed emotions about this upcoming anniversary, but if I'm going to be honest here I have to admit that the primary feeling I'm experiencing is overwhelming sadness. Just writing in this journal now has reduced me to tears, and I can barely see what's on the screen.
10 years....wow. I've wasted 10 years of my life on a marriage that turned out to be nothing more than a gigantic lie - a joke with an official certificate tied to it making it legal. I guess that means I legally wasted all these years....smile. If I were younger, perhaps the amount of time lost wouldn't be such a crucial event; but I'm not younger...I'm in the 'past middle-age' arena now, and I know that the chances of walking into the twilight of my life with my soul mate are slim to none. I know that sounds incredibly pessimistic, and I'm not trying to be that way....I'm only attempting to look at my life with a bit of pragmatism. After all, if my expectations are kept to a minimum there's far less opportunity for them to fall short of reality.
Sigh....I need to stop here before I ruin my keyboard. It won't work too well if my tears fall in-between the keys - and I count on my computer to keep me connected with the outside world. Perhaps I'll try this again later when the memories aren't so vivid - and so painful.