It’s been many months since I last posted. A lot has gone on in my life and yet, not enough has changed.
By that I mean I am still legally married. Ugh. Sad but true. Not through any procrastination on my part but rather Number Two – – who couldn’t wait to move on from me less than twenty-four hours after telling me he was done with our relationship – – suddenly seemed to find finalizing our divorce not exactly a priority. Why? No idea and I guess it doesn’t really matter. It’s just incredibly frustrating.
So I’m still working with that, still working on getting myself legally free of him and what do you know? Valentine’s Day hits.
I hate Valentine’s Day. I always have had a hate-hate relationship with it, even when I have been part of a couple. It’s a bullshit “holiday” that exists only to make single people feel bad about themselves. What is that about? Let’s pick a day to celebrate love and lovers and exclude a great part of the population! Awesome!
I chose to go to an event that was supposed to be a social thing, to meet people and not necessarily in the male-female pair off sense. And yet it felt just like that. I felt uncomfortable and realized that while I have moved on in my life, I’m just not free yet. I’m perfectly happy going out with my friends to just have fun and hang out but I’m not in a place (yet) where I am ready to become a duo again.
My question to you, lovelies, is are you truly free? How long did it take for you to become free? Care to share any war stories?