I’ve realized how difficult it has become to pick out a birthday or Valentine’s Day card. They don’t feel sincere.

He doesn’t make me the happiest person in the world.

He isn’t my best friend.

I can’t tell him everything.

Being with him is not my favorite activity.

(Insert cliche greeting card message here.)

It’s been 7.5 years, almost 5 years married.

He is the most miserable person I know. He’s judgmental and critical. He’s complacent and moody. He’s so negative. He’s loosing his friends and pushing away his family. He blames everyone else and takes zero accountability for his life.

Before I met him I described myself as chronically optimistic. I can’t say that’s true anymore.

I’m annoyed. I’m sad. I’m Im bored. I’m stuck. I’m nervous all the time.

How’d I get here?