I’ve been in a bad marriage for many years. I have surrendered much of my virile youth to an unworthy man. His laziness is only matched by his gluttony. Fat, and unemployed. I’ve watched him become this person as I’ve worked hard to become a successful professional. Surrounded by other successful humans, has made my distaste for him grow. Yet I remain silent and I stay. Perhaps it’s my pride that keeps me clinging to the promises we made. Perhaps, it’s fear. Possibly, it is love.
Tonight I am going to try to escape. I’m meeting Joe, a fellow Attorney. A successful and fit man. Who doesn’t take no for an answer. He wins. His 6’2 frame dwarfs my 5’1 stature. His arms and chest are strong. I know when I’m with him, I’m safe.
We flirted for a long time and he became a confidante, who listened to me complain about my useless husband. After several months, everything culminated with the end of a big case. We celebrated with too much wine and made wonderful, wine-drunk love. He promised me the world shortly after. But, I held steady, hoping for my husband to change. I’m done waiting.