My wife tracked me down eighteen years after we went to school together from second to fourth grade. She always liked me a lot (not really sure why). But yeah, she is the chillest most down to earth person and I'm glad she went through the effort.
Hey, I pulled off something similar. She let me read her diary so I know it wasn’t bullshit.
In the last couple years after a decade of sharing a life I caught her cheating multiple times and I gave up and rolled out.
I must not have been near as rad as she thought I was.
Don’t pity me though. Life is good now. Even if it all falls apart on me again with this one, it’s been a wonderful experience.
That’s the way it goes. If we all hit the lottery, money wouldn’t be worth shit. I take what I have when I have it with a smile on my face. I have a nervous breakdown when I lose it all and I start again. What else can you do?