After speaking from my heart and providing my husband with my real feelings. I could see from the expressions on his face that his ego had just been shattered into pieces. He never had to suffer from knowing my love could vanish away at an instance due to his cheating behaviors. I never expressed feelings of entrapment in our marriage either. And I sure didn't express my thoughts of us going nowhere. I would just sit back and let him do him. But to be honest, my marriage for years has reminded me daily of a demolition ball swinging into a building. And once the ball made contact, all the bricks of the structure came tumbling down not knowing where they would land. The only difference is, these bricks in my marriage landed right where they were supposed to. Leaving Derrick and I trapped in a pile of broken people and situations trying to squirm our way out. But unfortunately, because our structure was destructed by a ball, we can't get rid of. We can't do anything but accept a reality of staying trapped, right in the pile of rubbish we put ourselves in. Better yet, we may even have to push and maneuver ourselves around for the very people we said we loved but showed them different. It may even get so hectic, that our marriage may look to be going in the wrong direction. But could it actually allow us to live happily ever after? Who's to say. Maybe or maybe not! So, we think!
After speaking from my heart and providing my husband with my real feelings. I could see from the expressions on his face that his ego had just been shattered into pieces. He never had to suffer from knowing my love could vanish away at an instance due to his cheating behaviors. I never expressed feelings of entrapment in our marriage either. And I sure didn't express my thoughts of us going nowhere. I would just sit back and let him do him. But to be honest, my marriage for years has reminded me daily of a demolition ball swinging into a building. And once the ball made contact, all the bricks of the structure came tumbling down not knowing where they would land. The only difference is, these bricks in my marriage landed right where they were supposed to. Leaving Derrick and I trapped in a pile of broken people and situations trying to squirm our way out. But unfortunately, because our structure was destructed by a ball, we can't get rid of. We can't do anything but accept a reality of staying trapped, right in the pile of rubbish we put ourselves in. Better yet, we may even have to push and maneuver ourselves around for the very people we said we loved but showed them different. It may even get so hectic, that our marriage may look to be going in the wrong direction. But could it actually allow us to live happily ever after? Who's to say. Maybe or maybe not! So, we think!
