I married late in years compared to those I grew up with. I was 26 and thought I had my sh*t together. WRONG!!!
The good news is that we have been together for 23 years each having serious traumas to work through. We are both addicts (recovering), both have very disfunctional families, and both have PTSD. After the first 6 years of bouncing off each other one was smart enough to seek professional help and started the healing process. The other eventually realized that help was available and sought their path. Fortunately, we stayed together and, having no children, was able to work independently, then together on our problems. We are both very stubborn, controlling, and hardheaded. Working on our addictions seperately opened the door to help with our individual and combined marital problems. We never gave up and don't ever intend to...
But we are both lucky and blessed to have each other and are able to see our own crap and take actions to get rid of it. We are so different that many say they are suprised we haven't killed each other. We have learned to agree to disagree and move to more positive things. I think that a higher power has a hand in our staying together...