Brave New World

So what's it like, to get married and think you'll be with that person forever, only to find out you were wrong?  Well, now I know.  It's rip-your-heart-out gutting.  That's putting it mildly.

Luckily my family has prior experience of the whole "everything going horribly wrong" department and spending time with them has shown me that there is a way forward; there is (to use a crass analogy) light at the end of the tunnel.  I guess I'm lucky that it's generally amicable; nobody is really at fault.  But when such strong feelings are involved, you end up not having a clue what "lucky" really means.

And so I will approach all this with extreme care and respect and dignity, and do whatever needs to be done, and...well, just hope for the best.

(NB - future posts might possibly be a little bit melancholy.  Or hyperactively upbeat.  It all remains to be seen).