Nine years ago I moved far away from home and everyone I knew for a new job. It was tough at first, like I knew it would be. But I quickly adapted to this new life and began to thrive. The only real void I had was filled when I met an incredible woman down here about four years in. After about a year we became engaged and were married. We've been together five years now (married three) and I couldn't have been happier. But over the last year, after refusing to acknowledge it for the longest time, I have realized how strained our relationship has become.