This time next week I will be divorced. Two months shy of 33 years of M and it will be over in a matter of minutes. I still can't believe I'm saying that. I've known for the past 14 months this was inevitable no matter how well we got along and all that other stuff, but the naïve part of my brain thought it would not come to this and there would be some miracle to stop everything. I won't be in court as I signed the required paperwork for my L to present to the court on my behalf.
I get panic attacks when I think about the divorce, the financial burden it entails, the future of single life, and everything else this situation brings me.
Moving 600 miles for a new job away from friends and family just before a divorce isn't helping either. I've only been here a month and it feels like an eternity.
This [censored].
M 55 W 52 MR 32 T 34+ D29 BD May 8, 2016 - She moved out ILYBNILWY May 15 (Through email) No EA/PA August 23 - DB used against me in every way Divorce July 18, 2017 - Life is getting better every day