I heard today that the obstacle is the way.
So true, and yet, how difficult.
I know what I must do, and yet, I don’t.
I remain married to a man-child who drags me down in every way: he drains my finances with his selfish actions and poor decisions, he uses up my time as I endlessly provide for his needs and clean up after him, and he exhausts my energy with incessant fighting, judging me harshly at every opportunity.
Though likely no one would blame me if I left him, women always get shamed no matter what they do.
Now I have our daughter to consider.
My grandmother said that she stayed married for her children, then her grandchildren, and then felt too tired to do anything new.
That was her path.
My path has a long way to go still.
I see the pixie dust sprinkled amidst the pebbles and pine needles.
Opening myself to the unknown, I sparkle back.