First one as a married couple. And I am sitting in the bathroom having a panic attack. Why you might ask?

His text came in late at night. A simple hello, how are you? However that was the start of the downfall.

There is Justin bent over the pool table plotting his next move that ends the currently game, smiling as he finds his shot. My vision narrows.

The 4th of July has never been a great day for me. For one reason or another something ALWAYS happens on this day. Instead of partying, drinking and having a great time with friends and family, it is forever stained with horrible memories of past relationships.