“I hope Daddy gets that job.” My daughter said sweetly.”Oh yea. Why is that?” I asked.”So I can see him more often. I haven’t seen him at all this year. I miss him and once you guys are divorced, I’ll never see him again. “
It was a causal thing that he and I had. It was never meant to be serious or have a name.
Finally conquering the anxiety of filing for divorce has finally found it’s place and freed me to become free.
I was watching Girlfriends Guide to Divorce and when Abby McCarthy stood at that podium and exclaimed, “Are we divorced yet?” I wanted to say yes, but I can’t.
I admit it! I hated men after my marriage went south. I didn’t really acknowledge this fact. Maybe it was the depression or maybe the anxiety of being pregnant, but men represented evil for me. It wasn’t until my friend asked why I hated him all of a sudden? Did I realize that I was […]
What about Papoose? A few months before he accepted the job closer to my daughter and I, my former spouse texted me to tell me about poop on what used to be my dog’s butt. And all the while, never once mentioned my daughter.