I married the same person three times — because cycles feel like home until you break them.
Marriage #1
We drifted. We were disconnected. I wasn’t surprised when it ended.
Marriage #2
This one shattered me. I didn’t think I’d recover. I thought “this must be the trauma I’m meant to heal.” This divorce never went through the courts. He filed, but ended up pulling it back five months later. We didn’t end up divorcing for real a few years later…This one blindsided me. And even after it ended, the cycle repeated itself one more time before I finally closed the door for good.
Marriage #3
2020 — the year the world stayed home —
was the year I felt trapped, suffocated, and spiritually broken…
but also the year that pushed me into the deepest healing of my life.
I’m the one who ended marriage #3…for good.
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