25, alone and like a terrible cliché wondering if my life is over before it really begin.
Got married at 24, and will be officially divorced by the time I’m 26.
(In my country you have to wait a year before you file.)
For a while I really thought i had the perfect little life, until maybe 4-5 months into the marriage. Partner wanted another person, some old flame that I truthfully always worried about. Completely blindsided me.
I guess I didn’t really fight that much in the end, I just wanted them to be happy. In whatever form that meant. They asked to be “open” I said I wanted my own self respect more.
So, here we are. Being so young I have no people in my life who can relate, it’s adding to the loneliness. In saying that, I do have some amazing friends and I do count my blessings.
All I do is go to work, it’s become the only thing that gets me out of bed. Probably drinking too much, going through wayyy too much cigarettes.
I’m kinda just waiting for that part in the movie where the character picks up a second wind ya know? It’s been 6 months since we’ve separated, maybe I’ve trying to rush this process. Maybe I’m not trying hard enough to pick myself up.