If we haven't divorced and end the relationship, I would have been with him for 17 years. It would have been a 爱情长跑. It would probably been my fairytale ending... *pui!*
Fairytale ending? My foot! I would probably be a marriage fearful of him and constantly being penalised for my mistake of almost choosing another guy over him. I would living in a marriage whereby his ego would be doubled or even tripled over the years. I would also be in a sex-less marriage, constantly being verbally abused for being 'dirty' and unworthy of him, blamed for his erectile dysfunction.
On 10th May 2017, the current me today is happily married with a fur-kid. Enjoying my full-fledged pride as myself, no longer suppressed. I also need not constantly feel as if I am threading on thin ice to voice out my displeasure or opinions. I need not hide my whereabouts or whom I choose to meet while my husband is busy with his own things or at work. I may not be where I wished to be: career wise or have my dreams of being a mother of 2 kids by 34-years of age fulfilled, but I am contented with my current life. My husband may not be as rich as I hope him to be, but my life isn't lacking from comfortability. I earn my own money enough to spend and save.
In summary, I am good. What a difference 5 years can do a person.
