I was on a twelve hour train ride in Vietnam, which gave me plenty of time to reflect on my travels and to reflect on my life. I was reminded of a train ride with my ex-husband.
I was on my way to the airport to Thailand when I realized my ex-husband was getting married that day. I was happy I was traveling instead. This was the start of a whole new chapter.
Being married to a liar was a horrible feeling in my soul. I never wanted to be the person who had to check up on their partner. I never wanted to be the paranoid person that was constantly worried that my husband was being unfaithful. According to my therapist, being married to someone who lies is the same as having a cheating partner. You end up with the same emotion: feeling betrayed.