I was, overall, happy with my partner, married 20 years. He died 13 years ago. Cancer.
I continued in my job and after two years, quit and did a lot of things that I couldn't do with him because he didn't want to and we always did what he wanted. I thought that was how it was supposed to be.
I have, in the almost 13 years since that I have been single, done some amazing things, travel, diving, parasailing, cycling, lost 75# and kept it off, the list is long. I also realized how being with him, as good as it was, held me back. I will never establish a longterm relationship again and give up my freedom. Never.