Divorce. There, I said it. Well, typed it. Let me say it out loud. There, now I said it. It’s not going to kill me. We will both survive this. We talked about it last night, a little. She asked if I wanted to get separate lawyers or use the same one. Ever the practical one, she is. I guess I need to talk to my lawyer friend about this. I’ve been putting off that conversation. I’ve been putting off a lot of conversations lately. He’s been divorced twice so even if it’s not his speciality, it is. I feel week and powerless, but that’s part of what she does to me. I know, I let her do it, but it’s part of her personality. It’s bad chemistry. I’ve known that for a very long time. I wish things could have been different. I wish I never would have asked her to marry me. I wish a lot of things and that doesn’t get anyone anywhere. We’ve both learned a lot from this and hopefully will lead richer lives as a result. hmm…

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