Reflections on Divorce
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Last month marked two years since my divorce was finalized. In reality, the marriage was over long before then. No matter how much I wanted my marriage to work at the time, the divorce was the best thing for both of us. I’m happier now than I ever was when we were together. And, as far as I can tell, he’s happier, too. Getting here wasn’t always easy. Even though my husband wasn’t a great partner, I have always valued marriage and felt like I had to put in the work to make it successful. I always believed that I would never get married, unless I was willing to make a lifetime commitment, for better or worse. We had both good and bad times and I was more than willing to put in the work to get through the bad times, so we could enjoy the good. My ex-husband cheated on me for most of our marriage. I don't say that to make him out to be a bad person, or to make myself out to be a victim, but just to state the facts. When he told me that he’d had an affair before our second ann