1000 Days

It’s been 1000 days since I met Ryan.

In those thousand days I have completely upended his life. I feel bad about it, but he insists it’s all for the best. That he is happy to finally experience love and a healthy relationship, despite the issues it has caused.

One thousand days. 33 months. The longest relationship either of us has had outside of our marriages. It’s so weird to think about, that he ranks as the most serious boyfriend I’ve had, despite our entire relationship being while I’m married. Like, let’s ignore Dakota for a moment because he obviously became my husband and the father of my child. I’m talking about only boyfriends. Every other boyfriend had the opportunity to become my life partner, and yet the only one that didn’t have that chance is the one I consider my most serious boyfriend? Weird.

A lot has happened in the last 1000 days, but I’m ready for 1000 more. I love you, Ryan. Even though you won’t see this because I have to geo-block our entire city so your crazy BM and her perverted lawyer can’t read it.