divorce sucks

If you’re divorcing and it sucks clap your hands. 

I’ve got a high bottom divorce to be sure:  no kids, no abuse, no infidelity… just a house to split and lives to be gotten on with.  But here’s what I can tell you about divorce:  it sucks.  There are downward spiralling degrees of suckiness, but they all suck.  What slays me is the emotional conundrum of executing what amounts to a hostile take over business deal with someone who was your constant companion for seven years starring as the enemy.  It’s exhausting.  I’m completely wiped out, and all I did was talk to him for half an hour this evening.  

So it’s off to bed early again for me.  Sleep is bliss for me these days; I’ve been getting eight hours a night and it’s been great.  Lunch everyday has been good too, lots of veggies and fresh fruit – being able to eat outside in the sun has been delightful.  Talking to my friends a lot and weekly therapy helps, too – I’m really focused on making time for things that take good care of me.  I picked up a mini cannoli at the bakery this afternoon, I’m gonna have that with my peppermint tea before bed.  Just a little something special to reward myself for being very courageous today.

Tags: cannoli, divorce, food, friends, hardship, life, lunch, relationships, reward, self care, sleep, sun, women