At no point when I imagined my life did I think I would be 29 years old, with two kids, a boy and a girl, 2 years and 10 months respectively, approaching 30 years of age and a divorce. You may wonder, how did I get here? Well, there are so many paths that lead to this destination. I am not the first, so let’s think of all the possible reasons one divorces:
1. Infidelity
2. Abuse
3. Love loss
4. Irreconcilable differences
5. Your spouse has their green card and your services are no longer needed
I, fall into several of these categories and will never discuss in detail which reasons. So, if that’s why you’re reading, stop now, this won’t end well for you. Let’s just say, it sucked a hell of a lot and I never wish this experience on anyone, not even that horse-faced nosy neighbor that pretends to be a friend when all she wants is gossip. Yes, I am talking about you.
I thought I could continue to walk around in a daze or huddle in the corner deleting all my Facebook memories, hoping no one is notified of my activities. Let’s face it, Facebook is not the place to go to keep a secret or do anything in secret. I felt like a flashing sign had but up; “Another failed marriage here! Come look at pictures of a marriage in shams! Comment, post, like!” I wondered, who will notice my newly single status? Who will be the first to comment on something that is completely none of their business? I thought I could stare at my notification bar, or I could do something about it. I chose to do something.
So, if you’re still interested, come along with me as I discuss my tales as a soon-to-be Divorcé on a journey to find myself, regain my strength and be happy.
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