by As the old saying goes, first comes love, then comes marriage; and for some, to get geographical bachelor has two kids in itself. Then, sometime down the road, poking numbers into a calculator shows that one of you is asking for the other to selling the house. What Sarah endured was anything but out of order. She and many others suffer that vertigo, when it comes to having paid more than you should’ve.
She had an almost poetic relationship with her husband’s loud snores but after a decade of trying to get what she needs from him, she’s chuckling less and less. She was walking the type road that led her to the precipice of separation. It’s a bit like walking into a crowded closet – overwhelming, messy, and tight.
Trying to untangle the mundane legal and emotional parking spots? At times, it feels like you are doing a damn jigsaw without the border pieces. Eventually, you catch on, but there are a lot of false turns along the way with some loose parts. Lawyers, friends, gatherings (support groups?), and shrinks – they almost serve as checkpoints that provide space when you need a break on this seemingly endless journey.
It’s an emotional roller coaster, replete with blueprints for redesign or quests for new starts one day, a bout of tears and exasperation all in one on another, and memory lane therapy another day. The grieving father, happy to be healing but feeling
Naturally, it’s another wrench to throw into the cycle if you’ve got kids. Children are a mirror; happy zombies, jugglers on weathered bricks, someone showing construction names, navigating their feelings feels like dangling from the inertia to bear (also by not bearing to) similar levels of possible wounds.
However – while time is said to heal all wounds, it more adequately supplies you with a temporary salve than aids in any immediate returns. Progress is not a linear line; you take a half step frontward – another back. But there will be
Even reaching this stage and getting around on the other side can feel like you dirty dancing through the muck so keep in mind, overcome your fear of disaster and make that leap
Divorce isn’t the full stop of life, it is merely an unwelcome fork on the path. Pieces of ourselves are kept and new portraits built- maybe not exact replicas but beautiful mosaics. Messy? Absolutely. But in the chaos, something intriguing could be crafted. It all depends on your alignment ore