It's surreal because we're still so amicable, because we're still really collaborative about our kids, because I still give out cake now and gain, because it took a long time to divorce ... sometimes I find myself asking, My God, how did I get here? How is it that my kids and I are sitting here in a whole 'nother house, sitting down for dinner, smiling, chatting.. everything seeming so normal... but with my kids' mother gone, missing, absent?

I gotta keep telling myself ... man, she $#@! divorced you. After all those years, after all that you've poured into the marriage, into loving her ...

SHE #^@%!&@! DIVORCED YOU.

I've got to mantra-up.


Me: 50, MLC/WW 45
Young kids
Nov 2015: BD1
Apr 2016: BD2
Jan 2017: W filed
Feb 2017: D final