An ending

I failed.

I always wanted to be married.

I never questioned whether I was ready.

When it finally happened, I wasn’t.

I wasn’t open enough.

Honest enough.

Vulnerable enough.

Proactive enough.

Etc.

That doesn’t mean I’m a failure.  I can always try again.

I’m not sure when (or if) I want to, though.

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