It's great to take stock. I came out of a seven year, sexless marriage to someone who didn't speak to me for weeks on end. And who stopped paying the mortgage without telling me, stopped all direct debits for utilities, and disappeared.
Since I left nearly four years ago I:
Discovered I'm good at running, joined a club, ran a marathon, loads of half marathons, and have been fastest woman at my local parkrun.
Set up home in a gorgeous, if tiny, converted barn and scraped my finances back in order after the mess he left me in.
Had great sex with a very bad boy.
Had great sex with the love of my life, who now shares my home and my life.
Body-surfed naked
Been on TV and published a book
Had my nose pierced and my hair cut and bleached
Been to lots of gigs and festivals alone and loved it.
I still carry the scars (psychological) from my marriage but I'm unrecognisable since then. I made a big mistake and married the wrong person; I'll never have those years back but I can be proud that I've not let them grind me completely down.