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Note to self: don't make promises.

I’m going through something that I vowed years ago that I would never, ever do again.

Ever again.

I mentioned in a previous blog entry that my husband and I weren’t getting along. Well, it’s more than that just not “getting along”; we’re getting a divorce. After living apart for over half a year, and with no resolution in sight, I made the decision that I couldn’t live like this anymore. I also made a conscious decision to end things before they got to the point where I built up a lot of hate and resentment over the whole thing.

Which brings us to now.

My whole world is turning upside down. I’m buying a townhome, buying a car (because he’s keeping our only car) and moving to an entirely new area within the next month and a half. Not to mention that we’ll be divorced within a month and that I will once again have to change my name.

I was married before this. I was with my first husband for almost 10 years, and when we got divorced I vowed that I would not get married again unless I was sure about it. Divorce, even when both parties are amicable and have no arguments, fucking sucks. It’s difficult emotionally, financially and spiritually, and I swore that I would not go through that ever again.

So this time, I was careful. I thought I made sure that this was the right thing to do. This time I asked myself “do you want this man forever?” I tried to do everything I could to make it work. But in the end, it didn’t matter and now here I am once again faced with rebuilding my life.

I don’t mean to sound morose or depressed about everything – on the contrary, it’s refreshing to have a new purpose in my life now. It’s going to be difficult, but things will get better.

Now, I don’t know if I will make the same vow this time around. I do know that I will not be getting into another relationship for a very long time, because I know when I fall for someone, I fall hard. I don’t know if I can take the rejection so soon or if I can even take the acceptance. I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to, but that’s not something I can predict right now. Therapy and antidepressants work wonders sometimes, and I didn’t have that the last time. I feel stronger now, which will help.

Don’t get married unless you’re absolutely sure, because if you’re not, someone is bound to get hurt.

One Comment

  1. Ugh. Again, condolances. And people wonder why I waited 14 years before getting married myself!