I am good. I live in North Carolina now. I have lost the friendship of my ex-husband, his family, and our mutual friends, but I am… if not okay with it entirely… accepting it and going on.
Truth is, people change. Truth is, that I changed. I was codependent and needy and okay with putting others in charge of my life. I thought of my own happiness as a secondary thing. Unsurprisingly, that made me rather unhappy.
My ex took care of the little girl that grew up lacking the love and security she needed from her parents. She didn’t have to worry about her nurturer leaving her, ever. When I was no longer that little girl, when I decided to push forward on the things that I wanted in life… I realized that I would rather be happy apart than miserable together.
You’d think the break up flowed easily from there. It did not. But what’s done is done and I am good with my new life. I am happy.
Thank you for your words & concern.
Much love to you all.
I am alive.
Also, divorced. In my own apartment. In a new state. And with a new job.