I know that most people wouldn't understand, but I had to go. For me. It might sound weird, but going gave me a sense of control over my own life. I can't control what is happening, but I CAN control ME. I wanted to see how my (now) xw handled herself, and all of this. I wanted to see the expression on her face and hear the inflections in her voice in court. I wanted to see her reaction to seeing the man that she was divorcing....present and accounted for....because it mattered. Because WE matter. I did not hide from my fate. I faced it willingly, and I actually feel empowered by it. Strange.
It's not strange. It demonstrates the depth of your character.
Grace. Honor. Dignity. Somebody around here reminded me of that.
