Or is it just the begining. The stress level around the house has dropped about 45% the past couple hours. Husband and I have decided to seperate. I guess the reality of the situation is this: we have both been feeling this way for a while, but neither one of us wanted to hurt the other. It came out this afternoon, there were no few tears, a reverse exchange of rings (i got his, he got mine, with a promise to hold on to them, incase, down the road, we decide to try again) and a talk about who is getting what.. where the kids will be and how we will go about this. I, on the other hand, am leaving. Well sorta. I will be talking with a military recruiter very soon. I have wanted to join the military since I was 14 or 15yrs old (went and saw my big brother graduate from basic training, I was hooked since then) I am almost at the age cut off & well.. if I am ever gonna do it, now is the time. So.. For once in my life, I am thinking with 98% clarity. I know I will be just fine (so long as my plans work). My children will be just fine & so will my husband. I guess I can chage my status to "seperated" here soon. Altho, we will not be filing any paperwork any time soon, It will come in time. There is a chance that after my training, we could work things out, so why file papers that will become null and void anyway. If things dont get any better, or we realize our feelings have changed to the point that there is no going back, we will file paperwork then.

I thought "breaking up" was supposed to tear a person to pieces.. Why does it feel like I am getting put back together?