I thought about it without saying a word. I confronted him about what a useless marriage this was. I did it in a non-judgemental/non-emotional way. I was grateful that I was brave enough to do this, but, in the end I was exhausted. Weekends are difficult because when I look at him, I remember all that he did for so many years and I hate him.
But, then I know that Monday will come again and I am grateful.
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