I’m young, married, and living overseas with my husband who is in the military. I am stuck here with no opportunities for myself and it all hit me at once. I love my husband dearly, but all I ever fantasize about lately is living on my own, by myself. I want to finish my education, make my own money, splurge on a $300 pair of shoes or $200 jacket and not have to explain it to anyone. I want to travel the world, meet foreign guys and have passionate vacation romances. I want to visit the east coast and find a place I really want to live. I want to work a 9-5 job, be on my feet all day, and party on the weekends. I’m sick of the life I’ve chosen, the life I convinced my parents I wanted. I realize, too late, that I was naive, and now I can’t turn back. It’s depressing.