I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be wanting to write much for a little while. My life has gone a bit off the rails, and I refuse to have a trainwreck journal.
Todd, my husband of 8 years and I are splitting up. It's reasonably amicable, though of course it sucks for all concerned.
I'm not going to go into the whys and wherefores ever. I'll make the story very short. It didn't work out.
When I have a life I want to write about publicly once again, I'll be back here writing. But I really don't expect to be back in the game until probably Halloween. I've got a lot of not-so-readable life to live at the moment.
Edited to add: I'm fairly all right. Much moreso than he is. The only bad feeling I have right now is for how torn up he is, but I remind myself that he will heal, and perhaps this will be a step for him toward becoming more fit for his next relationship.