MLC or WAS... either way, I'm here

[LAJar]

In the end it doesn't really matter, because what's going to happen is going to happen.

It WAS a lot to process, then Tuesday comes and you've got something new. I was finally served yesterday, at work no less. I am insanely private and have only told two good friends at work what is going on. Mid-afternoon, the nosy receptionist comes to my desk, stand next to me and whispers that some is downstairs at security with a summons for me. I held my breath for a second, brought myself back to present and said ok, thanks. Mortified and can't wait to hear that she's told others about this. I went down to the lobby and I asked the process server if that was for me. He confirmed my name, handed it to me and that was it. It wasn't even in an envelope and looked like it had been in someone's backseat for months. The filing was pathetic and the absolute bare minimum effort H could put into it. Of course! One of the forms even said we have minor children and he literally filed 6 days after he left.

I got through work and didn't cry until I got to my car. I am so thankful this didn't happen right after he filed. I don't think I would have held up as well as I did. It still hurts and is a big dose of reality slammed in my face. This thing is really moving forward and there's nothing I can do. So, yup Gordie, truth/rewriting history... doesn't really matter.