Deciding you want to split up a marriage is never a cut and dried thing.
Rarely, walked away from with both sides feeling chipper.
Even with the most adult, civil, for-all-the-right-reasons break the hurt is massive. Never just one-sided.
No one walks down that aisle, puts their hands in anther’s and think, “This will do for a while.”
It is never easy.
We’ve added an extra layer of difficulty to it.
That doesn’t make it HARDER.
They’re all hard in their own way.
It isn’t MORE COMPLICATED.
There are a thousand different brands of messy.
I hurt but I would bet my HURT is no greater than anyone going through this.
The only real difference is that I’m choosing to let you experience this with me.
The same as my daughter’s cancer.
The reality of living with two strokes.
The pain and tremendous strength that comes from the process of recovery.
This is my truth.
I don’t know how to live any other way than to tell it.
You can also read about letting my inner child our to play with the Lorax.