So, there’s this idea going around that ‘we should regret what we lose’. Ok. Let’s think about this a bit.

Since we will lose everything, and I do mean everything, death will become equivalent to absolute regret. Life will have been largely an endless curse of trying to keep things which cannot be kept. Every person who leaves our lives, every resource, will be felt as pain. You -could- actually just realize this now, and become infinitely regretful over every possible loss, ahead of time, and save yourself the strange investment in illusion that was obviously prevalent thus far.

After all, at death, these losses are guaranteed.

There are, however, a few other options.

One of the interesting ones is to realize you don’t actually have anything. That death has ‘already’ freed you from this whole kind of relationship, and thus, everything you ‘receive’ from birth on to death -including losses- is, actually gravy. It’s all a gift. The whole thing, as deep as you can go. Birth, death, receiving, releasing… pure gift. And so you could just become ecstatic, right now, recognizing this.

Or you could go back to your bad marriage to fear and or regret. Really, it’s a matter of how you decide to approach the mess. And then, what you actually do.