I'm just venting ... I know I'm supposed to be detaching from Her. I think I've been doing a decent job at it, lately anyway. It is hard to stay detached while filling out the D paperwork. I'm trying to treat the process like a business transaction, but seeing the forms in print just sets my head and heart spinning. I don't know how it can't. We can either file the forms and avoid court altogether, or we can show up in court and get the exact same result, since we agree on how to split up everything. Doing it this way makes more sense, but it doesn't make it any less painful. Going to court wouldn't be helpful for me either. The whole thing just makes me physically ill. I think I just need to get everything signed and mailed, then I can forget about it hanging over my head.
I feel like I'm on this boat that I never wanted to be on in the first place. It's floating down the river and there is nothing I can do to stop it. I do have control of where the boat goes now that I'm stuck on it, but I'm still mad I was put here in the first place.
