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“The End” can evoke an array of feelings and emotions that rest solely on the events that preceded the ultimate end. I really believed, and honestly assumed, that when it was my time to go I would at least have the pride and dignity of going bearing the much sought after title of “wife”. ‘Alone’ just didn’t seem plausible or applicable to me – its both funny and heart breaking to face the unexpected raw reality of the disappointments that life delt me. I feel cheated, even more so than that asshole Alton did to me, I feel unfulfilled and….well, empty. None of it seemed worth it. I don’t know whether to cry for the missed life moments, curse “God” should he exist, or hang my head in self hatred for allowing myself to love such unlovable men. I would give anything for a life mulligan.

although it is ever so soothing to be able to acknowledge that I’ve finally got to accepting the loss of the life path I believed with all my heart and soul was my forever life path. I am no longer angry, I shed fewer and fewer tears, I’ve come to embrace the constant state of being alone. I’ve reached a place of being able to identify, analyze and accept why things ended up being like this. I will always love him but I no longer want him. In the end I guess I was fated to be alone when I go. How sad for me.

FML.