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It is no secret that this past few years has been nothing but a
train wreck straight from hell. I often
think to myself that I will one day wake up and this will have all been a dream
and I will step back and will have my happy little family back again. Then I slap myself to reality and remember
that I must remember the good days to get through the bad days.
I have not wrote much about my divorce for several months,
because every time I would say something I lived in fear that it could be
considered slander, or every time I posted something people would say I was
whining, bashing, or just being a baby.
Today, I have decided to speak up and speak loudly. I am NOT whining, bashing, or being a baby
the ending of my marriage was nearly devastating. I loved my husband with all my heart, I think
many of my readers can recall how I spoke about him, posted photos of him and
the kids, and I was always anxious for him to come home at the end of the week. He was the one person I thought would always
have my back, and then I realized that Satan could and had pulled him
away. There were times over the past
year I would see glimpse of hope or the “old” him, and then they were always
followed by the “other” him.
