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Divorce Is A Sophie’s Choice

The problem (of many) with divorce is that it leaves you alone with your thoughts. Before Covid, my only solitude was the drive between work and picking up my kids. I had a solid 20 minutes to cry and scream in my car before putting on the mask of sanity.

Now, I’m alone most of the time. Even when I have my kids, they’re in school during the day. I used to love having an empty house to myself. Now it feels like I’m the last person left post-apocalypse.

It’s so hard not going down the “woe is me” path. Buckle up, because I’m doing it.

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Growing up with extremely religious, immigrant parents meant I never fit in with my friends.

That was life; they got loving, supportive parents who let them do things like wear shorts and I was in a violent home hiding my diary because the last time my parents found it, I got in trouble for writing how I thought they hated me. Nothing screams “we love our child” more than berating them for privately thinking they feel unworthy and unloved by their parents.

It was the theme of my childhood: my life is different than everyone else’s. I don’t get to have what they have.

Then I repeated that pattern as an adult.

My life was different than everyone else’s. They got happy marriages with spouses who were present.


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