Let’s gather around for the wild ride that is my seventh go-round—part two. Now, you might be raising an eyebrow and wondering how one woman can navigate through this sorted maze of affairs. It probably seems as if my moral compass took a coffee break and left my adventurous, sexual spirit in charge. In a way, it did; however I can’t hold on to any guilt at this stage of my life. There is the regret that drowns you mentally, but also the kind that encourages you to do better.
Speaking of mistakes, failure, my dear reader, is just another flavor of life's ice cream. If we are doing life right, we’ve all had our fair share of scoops. I’m sure if you ask my ex-husband, he’ll happily tell you how I failed at being a faithful wife, mother, and being all around good person. Never mind that he had his drinking, socializing, and getting another woman pregnant drama. Trying to save that marriage was like trying to fix a leaky boat with a sieve. It was a Titanic-level disaster and we weren’t staying afloat.
But life's all about lessons, right? Enter my current husband, who's really like a partner in crime with a matching rap sheet. As I’ve mentioned before, we’ve swapped stories about our marital misadventures and turned them into bonding moments. It's like we're part of a secret club where the password is "Failed Relationships.” The thrilling part is that our open dialogue has become our superpower—well, that and our mutual love for binge-watching Netflix.
So, let's step into part two of this Antonio labyrinth—the UPS guy who delivers more than just packages.