So, now that I'm officially divorced (three years later) and still dealing with the emotional, legal and financial ramifications, I find myself questioning my belief in marriage. Divorce has been a big reality check. It's reminded me that, as much as my marriage was a public declaration of my love and commitment to my EX, it was just as much a business deal. We merged bank accounts, built assets and created joint plans for our future together. Plus, I proudly (& legally) relinquished my maiden name - my identity since birth - and added the title of "Mrs" to my EX's last name.
Go ahead. Snoop around my raw & uncensored diary about the abrupt end of my six-year marriage, when I was unwillingly tossed back into single life at age thirty-eight. I felt robbed of my identity, my happiness & the future we had envisioned together. Plus, the harsh reality of Post Marital Stress Disorder (PMSD) left me feeling sad, betrayed, confused & angry. It jaded my views about myself, dating, relationships & the possibility of having a future with anyone else. During our three-year separation & ultimate divorce, these are the questions that both plagued me and found resolution:
- Who am I without my EX?
- What do I want out of life?
- Will I ever fall in love again?