Why I love her
A friend and I caught up tonight. And I had a closure conversation with Ex this weekend and I was telling her about it, and how it really didn't hurt, that I was just angry with myself for letting him make me miserable for so long.
I think I really hated him. Even when I was with him, I was disgusted with him. And that makes me scared, because he looked like such a good guy for so long. And I was younger, sure... but still. What happens when we get older (and we're married) and slowly realize we married a pig?
Yeah, this whole love and trust thing is the scary part. We slaughter the pig.
And this is why I love her.