2 Years On

Was reminded of today's date ( 13 April ) only a while ago and realized it has been 2 years since that fateful night, in which I made up mind to allow a divorce to scar my life forever.

2 years since I took my first steps out of a failing marriage to stop all the torments of being stuck in a marriage that was actually doomed from the start. A marriage whereby the groom couldn't understand the covenant of a marriage and said the marriage vows because that was the 'routine' before a marriage certificate is issued. A marriage where the bride, thought it was the only way to escape from her parents' possessive grip to rule her life. Although, there was love between but it was only sufficient to last them 9 months post-marriage. The love was not strong enough to last them through major obstacles and changes in life.

Now, 2 years on, I have not, never did once regretted my decision to carry on with divorce without a fight. It was pointless fighting and living my life in denial, hoping that there would be improvement. It was like fighting a losing battle: futile.

Although frequently I am reminded of this failed marriage and my ex-husband, but as I reflect, I know deep down that I had led and is living a better life since I walked away. I feel a heavy burden has been lifted off me. I no longer need to live my life in fear of being unappreciated, probably unloved and leading a life of uncertainty.

My current life may not perfect, but it certainly is much better without him. My current life may not be as I had envisioned it to be, but it is surely much carefree and happier without the fear of unknown.

I am truly glad to have survived 2 years on without him and proving him wrong once again when he always though that I would be miserable without him as well as I would regret walking away from that pathetic marriage I had with him. ..