I wanted to just have fun. He wanted to get married. We got married.
I wanted to enjoy my youth. He wanted kids. We had kids.
I wanted a townhouse in the city. He wanted land in the country. We live on acreage in a hamlet with a post office, a grocery store, and a 20 mile drive to anything else.
We both wanted to go back to school. He said he needs to do it first so "we can earn more money." It's 5 years later and he hasn't taken one course but I can't go because he's going to start soon. He's sure of it.
I can't keep living this life but I can't afford to leave it. It's 6:30 pm and I'm in bed because I'm too tired to be anywhere else.