I called another L today. I feel like the last 2 years with my L have been a total waste of time. I have gathered all the documents requested of me, responded to all their requests, jumped through every hoop like a good boy; and where has it gotten me? We received almost no paperwork from my W, I have been harassed by her L and OM, my L never even put a serious offer on the table, my Ws offer was a joke, My L never called W out on her behaviors. Although I have not heard the results of the Ls status conference yet, Now it looks like the D is going to trial - depositions, witnesses, guardian ad litem, all the expenses, and everything that entails. I am really sad that my W chose this path and I am powerless to stop her. The current sitch is terrible for the kids. The other L I called seemed to concur that there has been no serious movement in our case and no pressure has been applied to W. He said the average D should take 18m. We are well beyond that and there is no end in sight. He said we should be fighting. I am worried that switching Ls will make this more contentious, but he says it is already contentious.
I still have to go home and walk on egg-shells, fearing that she is recording my every move, preparing to use it against me at some point. How much can I take.
Moment of gratitude: I have tons of family and friends who sympathize with my plight. I have mentioned my saintly sister already, but every week someone else "comes out" and tells me that they know what I am going through and offer to help. They are begging my to come visit. I have been reticent because I am afraid my W will somehow use it against me. Darn fear. I need to get over it. I am healthy - physically, at least - perhaps the best shape of my life. No physical pain at this age: a blessing. I know of at least 5 individuals that are or have family member who are suffering from various conditions. Stroke, liver cancer, leukemia, brain tumor, kidney failure, post-partem depression, serious care accident. Being a physician, I see plenty more in the hospital. Were I or a loved one stricken with any of the above, I would beg and plead to return to my previous sitch. I finally completed my annual self-review - a process I despise, made even harder this year by the many unmet career goals generated by my sitch. Now I have to meet with my boss to review my assessment. I have food in my belly. I just ate a delicious bag of potato chips. I have a steak in the freezer. The Kids! So thankful for them. D7 had a minor surgery and it passed without incident. Thank G-d. The older ones are in camp. They are thankfully healthy. One is a homesick and struggling with bunk mates, but this is a healthy problem to have. my car. I will have to trade it in for something larger at some point, but I love my car. My teeth. I am brushing and flossing twice per day. Who here can say that. My Job. I am a good physician. For the most part I have a positive impact on my patients. My Gym. They just installed a whole bunch of new treadmills.awesome.
