divorce
Divorce isn't an end; it's a different beginning.
My Road to Divorce Part 2
A lot has changed since I wrote my last post. After leaving in January, my life had more ups and downs than I could have ever expected. To this day, I am still not divorced, mostly do to financial needs. I have moved back into the same town as my ex. For months we lived as roommates and tried to get along, thinking it was best for our kids. I watched him date and try to rebuild his life. Some parts didn't hurt me. Others made me feel like I was not worth very much. You would expect jealousy and pain from being close to him and not having him, but that is not what I experienced. To be honest, the biggest thing that hurt me is seeing him do amazingly sweet or romantic things for other women that he never once did during our seven years of marriage. The worst part, though, was him thinking that because we were now friends, that he could tell me all of these built up secrets about the time we were together and married that were horrible. Such as having crushes on other females, flirting, dreaming, and even wanting them in a sexual way while we were together. In the last month, I have moved into my own place and see my children as much as I can. I am preparing all of the paperwork and knowledge I need to file for divorce. The hardest thing I am doing though is playing nice.
By Katrina Chamberlain7 years ago in Humans
I Wish He Just Punched Me in the Face
I feel like I need to clarify the title of my piece; I am not in any way diminishing physical abuse. I've seen what it can do to individuals and families, and it is no less than terrifying. I am so fortunate to never have experienced that kind of suffering.
By Jordan Chetelat7 years ago in Humans
Escaping the Narcissist
“He doesn't love you enough!” I remember it like it was yesterday. My best friend had gone to the airport with me to pick my husband Jay up. Now, Jay had been taking care of his mother in another state for a couple years at this point, and the bestie really didn't know him that well. We met him at the top of the escalators, and by the time we got to baggage claim, that was the bestie's observation.
By Denise Hedley7 years ago in Humans
Divorce
On this day 10 years ago, I broke off our engagement. I know, Valentine's Day... I'm a savage. But I can't help but wonder if I had remained true to myself, where would we both be? What would have happened if I allowed my yeses to be yeses and my nos be nos?
By Xena Warrior7 years ago in Humans
Dying from a Broken Heart
It is with the heaviest of heart that I write this, and this is very real and it is all of who I am. Hollywood has shown us that we need to love without regard and without judgment. We are supposed to love someone with everything that we are and have, and subsequently expect to be loved in return. Whether or not you believe this is not the argument, and this is not a piece about debate but one of remorse. The first time that I laid eyes on her was in a small Sunday school room on the second floor of an old theater church in Papillion. We were all of about eight years old, and the first time I was allowed to speak to her, even at that very young age, I felt something deep within me change, forever. Over the next few school years we grew closer and closer. I always knew that I would marry her, and I always knew that I would never love anyone else in my time. We began dating when we were of the approved age, and that was probably one of the most exciting times in our relationship. We soaked in each other's presence and never wanted to let the other one leave our sights. When one of us was sick, we would talk on the phone or write the other one a letter. Not a letter that was full of 'I miss you's' (although those were certainly present), but full of "I can't wait to see you again"s. Our love was something that I believed was special, and compared to the other couples, I knew that it was deeper.
By Michael Grube7 years ago in Humans
8 FAQs About Getting a Divorce
We all want to believe in a happily ever after when it comes to marriage. Unfortunately, some unions won’t be ‘til death do you part and may get messy when the subject of divorce is presented. While it appears millennials are causing the divorce rate to drop in the United States, roughly 40 to 50 percent of married couples still divorce in the U.S.
By Sam Larson7 years ago in Humans
She Left Me
It was a Saturday. I was upstairs. My wife came up and she asked me to come downstairs. When I got to the living room, my parents were there. My wife said that they were going to take me to their home in another city for a few weeks while she and our kids had a break from me. I have mental illness and due to other life circumstances, I was not doing quite as well as I would have liked. So, it seemed like she just wanted a breather and then we would get together in a few weeks' time and work on patching things up.
By Chris Hearn7 years ago in Humans
Perspective
“And then one day, not so sudden or unexpected, everything fell apart. For months now I’ve been adrift in the hours of each passing week. Walking, talking, breathing, but not really there. The spark that gives us all our own unique existence has been stamped out in what I’ve become. There is a crushing bitterness that lingers in me. An unyielding force that has seemed to extinguish my capacity for positivity. I fight it. Oh god, do I fight it. There are even days where hope returns for a few fleeting hours, but it doesn’t last. The truth is, my life ended that day.”
By Thomas Ford7 years ago in Humans
A Special Kind of Love
I just want to tell you I love you and always will. I forgave you years ago for whatever transgressions may have happened between us. But it took seeing you dance with our daughter at her wedding to make me realize that there was still a tiny ember of love burning deep within my heart.
By Linda Paul7 years ago in Humans
Happily Never After
She met him in the back of a bar. There he was this tall, dark, and beer goggle (those were on thick that night) handsome, sitting on a stray keg on the "smoker's porch" hidden away, and out the side door. She was there with friends, he happened to be there with the same friends, celebrating a birthday. Their eyes met, smiles were exchanged, and a whirlwind of a moment later they found themselves exchanging vows only nine months after the moment their eyes found each other. He married her for all the wrong reasons, she married him to have a false sense of security.
By Mistress Mayhem7 years ago in Humans
