My parents got divorced when I was 5. It was nuts and I thought {wrongly, duh} that it was my fault because my dad told me to turn the radio up and my mom told me to turn the radio down. Then they got into a huge screaming argument that had nothing to do with the radio and everything to do with the fact that they shouldn’t have gotten married in the first place. And mostly, the fact that my dad slept with someone else. My five year old self only saw the radio.
I say all this because I found out recently that a couple we know are getting divorced and it threw me for a loop. I was flabbergasted. They’ve been married for longer than we have. I have no idea why they are splitting, nor is it any of my business, I just know I was surprised. We have friends who are divorced. We have friends who never should have gotten married to begin with. We have friends who I wouldn’t bat an eye if they told me they were splitting. This isn’t my picture of this couple.
From the outside looking in, it looks like they love each other and not in a way of like, oh I love him soooo much that it makes it impossible for other people to be around us because I am all over him all the time and I love him, I don’t trust him to be away for more than five minutes, but I looooove him, gag me with a spoon overt vommy PDA pretend we’re perfect. It seemed like they genuinely liked each other. They had fun together. They laughed. They have been through some really tough things. They’ve been a team and still maintained their own selves in the process.
They felt like us.
They felt like US.
And I know there are no guarantees, I get it. Things are not always perfect and there are times when you just don’t like each other. There are times when you don’t want to look at the other person. There are times when it feels like you don’t know how you’re going to get through another day with this person who is the most annoying person on the planet, oh my God, WHY does he close the blinds the wrong way every. single. day. There are massive hidden problems maybe behind the eyes of the outside world. There are things you can’t move past.
What makes you walk away? What makes you say that you’re done? What makes you not try any longer?
Because I don’t want it to happen to us, is what I am {really selfishly} saying here. I hope and we work to make sure that it doesn’t happen, marriage isn’t magical I know this, that our marriage lasts forever. But I am sure most people feel that way, so maybe it really is just dumb luck? Maybe it’s just timing and life experience and chance.
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