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Ball and chain

Yesterday was my anniversary. Six years. It may not sound like a lot, but it's sort of astonishing to me that I've been married that long. On one hand, I would have never expected to still feel so much like a bumbling, naive newlywed after six years, but on the other, I never imagined that being married would become such an inherent and dominant part of my identity. I've screwed up many times, but I don't know if I would change the way things have unfolded if I could. I'm really happy to be here.
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