Wish I had been smart enough to ask him to buy me something. Spent years cooking and cleaning and ironing for him, and sleeping in his bed, while still paying rent on my own apartment, and working full-time in engineering, and didn't walk away with so much as a nice coffee cup or a trinket.

Just terribly nervous because I'd made a haughty, dramatic exit and then my period didn't show up for 2 weeks and I thought I'd have to crawl back and be like,

Sorry, that was a little harsh. Let's get married, after all, as I suddenly have a bit more English in me. 😂🙈