It just comes down to this moment tonight. Where I sign my name and say, I agree to dissolve this marriage.
All this time and mental / emotional acrobatics that I've gone through about why, what if, hurt, trust, justificaition, what I really want, blah blah blah blah. All the talk about custody scenarios, money, the future, the boys. The feelings of loss, of what I did wrong, of how she gave up all that stuff.
Essentially walled off. Capped off. No longer matters.
Because tonight, it's an act. A solid, definitive act. One we're making together I guess, but more than that, one I'm making alone. To be seperate.
Yeah, it's just the capstone to the process that's been going on for months. Another step, momentum pushing this forward, making this a matter of course.
But, I realize I can't let this pass without acknowledging its significance.
