I'm just about to become a divorcee. I find it very strange that I never thought I would be. It's not like my parents haven't both been divorced, from each other and then from others. So why did I actually believe in being married?
It would be so nice to actually be able to trust someone for once in my life, and I guess that was the appeal. I'm not sure why marriage = trust in my mind, but it did.
Oh well, it was an experience, just not one I ever want to repeat.
Fuck it, I shall spend the rest of my life painting spooky bunnies and writing never-to-be finished dark fantasy novels.
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