Yesterday was the final day of the year blogland and what a year it has been. I went from being happily married to being on the way to getting a divorce in just over six months. In some ways I could call this year the most horrible time of my life, yet upon reflection I’m forced to say it’s the best thing that could have happened to me. Some readers must be thinking, its happened folks, she has finally slipped the noose and there is no coming back. But think about it.
If I had continued in my marriage, my husband would have kept right on cheating and I never would have known. Not to mention, I would have never allowed myself to look in the mirror and really see me. The truth was I was ‘toe up from the floor up’ and if possible, on the way to getting worse. To me my life was perfect, but I was wrong. What I just recounted was only the tip of the iceberg when it came to my issues, but there is an old saying, ‘every disappointment is just an appointment for something better’, and when I look back at how things have unfolded maybe this is the case. Maybe I’ve been forced to deal with such a massive change at this point in my life as a preparation for something truly amazing, but only time will tell.
For years I had been blindly committed to a marriage that was slowly destroying my life but I couldn’t see it. At work, I was simply going through the motions and being walked all over by my colleagues. To me this was normal, the way things were supposed to be in my life but this shakeup showed me this wasn’t the case. My life was at a point where it was in major need of an adjustment and thank goodness I have started. I had set change into motion and I was determined to make sure I continued onwards with the plans that were taking place in my mind. I had to make sure I continued to shape my life in the direction I needed it to go. I had no intention of stopping and falling back into the misery that was my old life….
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Diary of a Recovering Idiot 
I read and re-read your blog several times this morning, and I want to say how much I admire your courage…the love you clearly have for your children and the love you are beginning to reclaim for yourself. From the bottom of my heart, I hope the future holds such joy, love, and promise for you.
I would be remiss, however, in not pointing out that the reason I re-read the blog several times was because something in it was unsettling…almost alarming. I wasn’t sure at first, but then it hit me. There was so much strength streaming throughout your thoughts, but then it would get splashed by the acid of hate that is simmering just below the surface. I understand the pain and the disappointment connected to the actions of Walter. But the poison you feel inside is threatening you..and your kids…not him.
I hope you find some peace with this, as you and the kids deserve all the goodness and riches this life has to offer.
Awesome as always, cant wait for next installment.
Very cool. I love the in-depth look at what’s happening to your character. It makes me wonder if you lived through it personally. You were spot on about some of the feelings your character expresses. Great work!