Dating my husband during separation
I realized I had become an adult while his maturity level was the same as when we were 20 years old.I was expected to do the cooking, the cleaning, pay the bills—everything. While I was invited to black tie events and charity fundraisers, he was happy playing beer pong at the local dive bar.
While most people would cringe at the thought of missing out on dating during the years when it's socially acceptable to do a walk of shame, I didn't care.
Let's see what happens." Before I knew it, I was in line behind him at the bar and the conversation flowed from there.
Maybe it was the effortlessly easy conversation we had, the romance of the setting we were in (full moon, bright stars, crashing waves), or even just the fact that I had been lonely for months. This man acted like a total gentleman, and I didn't feel like the "piece of ass" that I had always associated with one-night trysts. I felt for the first time in months…possibly years.
Sleeping with this man gave me the physical separation I had needed from my ex, the final cut to the tie we had shared..
From the moment I got home, I couldn't stop smiling.