I remember my divorce going final as a bittersweet day.  It needed to happen, but there was still some hurts associated with it. 

I'm glad for you OOHC.  Congratulations on this big event.  Cheers to better things in the future. 

Last edited by Lynne (February 3, 2019 12:14 pm)

Thanks all, for your good wishes, as well as your support now and over the two years I've been posting here, trying to figure it all out. Without your perspectives and experiences, the lessons you learned and imparted, I would still be flailing, suffocating in a marriage that was slowly killing me, and still finding excuses for a man who perfectly fine with sacrificing me to his closet and his desires. I love the way you put it, Rob: "escape from the closet."  Onto the next phase of the journey, and of life. I'll keep your insights and examples in front of me as move forward, and hope, Phoenix, to find, as you have, love among the ashes. 

   I feel rather like I've had removed a large cancerous tumor, or a gangrenous limb has been chopped off--some chronic condition that worsened over time and which I watched, horrified yet fascinated, but became accustomed to seeing and feeling, and now is gone.  Except the mind is still processing it as if it's still there, and there's constant surprise, and a little disbelief, that it's gone, the eye filling in the absence and the nerves still tingling. 

    In other words, the next phase of uncoupling after so many years married.  Every one of these phases comes with its own challenges, doesn't it?

  I hope for you all the same happiness you've wished for me. 

  

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