You’d think the worst thing you’d face in your first week of marriage is deciding who takes out the trash or maybe arguing over how to load the dishwasher. But for me, it wasn’t even close.
Let me take you back to last week — just a few days after my “dream wedding” to Matt — when he dropped a bomb that turned my entire world upside down.
Matt and I had been together for three years before tying the knot. He was funny, dependable, and someone I trusted completely. I’m a graphic designer, and I’ve always been independent when it comes to handling my bills and saving for my goals.
I thought Matt respected that about me. He said he loved how driven I was.
