two steps forward, three steps back (burned)

[burned]

Divorce proceedings are going about as well as you’d expect when dealing with a manipulative, vindictive, entitled b’tch. I finally got to see her horns. The depth of darkness in this WW’s soul, Sandi’s descriptions don’t even scratch the surface.

I’m just done. I can’t wait for this misery to end. Reconciliation is such a turn off at this point that if she ever came back to bilk me out of more of my dignity, I’d tell her to pound sand. Someone took a picture of me for the first time since BD and I had no idea how much better I look after losing all the weight. 35, no kids, graduate degree, I’ll have plenty of new people to choose from who aren’t insane. And now I know what kinds of people to avoid.

Go ahead and hit me with the 2x4s like any of this was my fault. I didn’t deserve this. None of us did.

(Looking forward to tomorrow morning when I’ll wake up pining for her again. And the cycle will continue. This skucs.)