At My Husband’s Birthday Dinner He Snapped at Me, ‘You’re Living off Me, Eating for Free’ – Then My Dad’s Words Made My Blood Run Cold

I mourn the version of Aidan that I thought existed. The version I loved. But I thank the version of me that chose to walk away before I disappeared inside his shadow completely.

And I’m grateful, so deeply grateful, we never had children.

Because raising a child is hard enough. You shouldn’t have to raise your husband, too.