I made it over nine years ago. I was married to a man that had extra-curricular relationships, amongst other things. Did I want to leave?? Of course I did…but I stayed anyway. I wondered if I would be considered damaged goods if I left. Would someone else want me? Would my kids hate me later on? Decisions, decisions. So I stayed…way longer than I should have. (Major facepalm moment)
I woke up one morning and realized that I was fucking miserable all the time. What’s up with that? Why am I allowing myself to be disrespected all the damn time? Walking on eggshells daily was not the life I wanted to live anymore. I decided that if my kids were going to hate me at least they would respect me. So I bit the bullet and filed for divorce.
The struggle that came along after that was intense. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever gone through. Everything that could go wrong did. I wondered, many times, if I made the right choice. I already suffer from “resting bitch face” and now I was in bitch mode all day every day. I couldn’t show any sign of weakness or I knew I would crumble and back down. But I couldn’t. I had kids to raise and a new life to create and live.
So here I am….I survived. I’m single and fucking fabulous. Making waves and ready to share it with the world. Join me on this crazy unscripted journey as I make mistakes, laugh, cry, and try my best to find the one who will eventually complete me. Will I find him? Who knows…but I’m going to laugh and dance my way to the front of the line! Oh, and wine….lots of wine.
So sit back, prop your stilletoed feet on the coffee table and raise your glass to single women everywhere. It’s going to be a very bumpy ride….. xoxo ~ D