Fuck. That hit home. Had a similar ring incident. With an eternity ring. It sits in my wallet now, post separation. It sat in my underwear drawer for a good 6 years, 2 before that on a hanger, in the en suite bathroom. I moved it from there as I couldn’t bear the hurt from it anymore.
I think it is when you get to the point of indifference when you can let go. There was a point when both my parents were dying that I felt the same. Not indifference in this case, but more an acceptance that you had headed down a road that there was no off ramp. I think when I realized no amount of therapy was going to save my marriage was I ready to admit defeat. After that it is just logistics. I just woke up one day ( after 22 years) and decided I’d not waste another day on this and stated it was over. There just comes a point where “ you know” . Jennifer
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You’re an outstanding writer. This was so real, so compelling, I held my breath as I read through it.
Heart-gripping. Well written.
The honesty of your writing draws me in and does not let go. Man, I am sorry this happened to you.
Excellent writing. Most vivid. Love your phrasing.
This made me feel sad. I'm sorry this happened to you.
This is beautifully written, thank you for sharing.
Of course. Thanks for reading.
I needed this right now. Thank you.
Of course. Hopefully it can help.
This was a great heartfelt read. Thank you!
Fuck. That hit home. Had a similar ring incident. With an eternity ring. It sits in my wallet now, post separation. It sat in my underwear drawer for a good 6 years, 2 before that on a hanger, in the en suite bathroom. I moved it from there as I couldn’t bear the hurt from it anymore.
Let me ask, why did you decide to keep it in your wallet?
Infidelity is crushing to relationship.
I think it is when you get to the point of indifference when you can let go. There was a point when both my parents were dying that I felt the same. Not indifference in this case, but more an acceptance that you had headed down a road that there was no off ramp. I think when I realized no amount of therapy was going to save my marriage was I ready to admit defeat. After that it is just logistics. I just woke up one day ( after 22 years) and decided I’d not waste another day on this and stated it was over. There just comes a point where “ you know” . Jennifer
Damn...took the breath right out of my lungs. I felt that pain.
Powerful stuff.
I feel better about dying alone.
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That was wonderful, but I wish I hadn’t read it, because I have more work I needed to get done tonight, and now I can’t.
Well-paced, devastating, noble and human at the same time… just great.
very very well written!