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So, I posted this on the Breakup and Divorce board yesterday. However, I added my PCOS thoughts just for my cysters.
My divorce was final as of 10:00 AM yesterday morning. I'm so eager to share a ittle laugh with all of you. I got to court on time, but my husband accompanied by his older sister was late (as always). I'm sitting there, uncomfortable in high heeled wedge shoes that are killing my feet and I've only had them on for twenty minutes, when they finally walked in. Beauty is pain sometimes, and ladies you can relate - you have to look good when you know it's the last impression you're going to give someone.
The judge finally calls him up and asks him to raise his right hand. Yeah, he put up his left, and didn't realize it until the judge said, "The other one, buddy!" Everyone snickered in the court room and I feel bad, but it was gratifying to see him embarrassed.
When the hearing was over and I asked him if I could talk to him alone without his sister. (Who happens to be the OW's best friend). We talked a bit about stupid stuff, and I said my goodbyes when he spit out that I am the love of his life. Followed with a tid bit of information that I could have gone without... "You know she's having my baby, right?"
"Good for y'all," I said. He went to go hug me goodbye and I whispered to him that he should tell the OW hello for me, and if they have a girl to name it after me. Yeah, I'm terrible, I know.
After going thru hell with miscarriage, PCOS and having and an unempathetic mate, it felt goog to make a jab at him. As nice as it was to do, I still couldn't help but feel anger, sadness and resentment. The other woman is going to have a family with this man that I've loved since I was 15 years old. I watched him grow up. I kept him out of trouble. I was the love of his life. That bitch. She has been his sister's friend for years. She knew me. Some women just don't give a flying flip! As for him, I'm DONE! I'm slowly getting over him. The decisions he made were swift and steadfast with no consideration of my feelings or the reprecussions of his actions.
I got my closure as I walked away from him. I'm better off without him. Even if he didn't look back (I'm not sure because I didn't), but in my head and for comedic affect he watched my ass shake as I worked those shoes on the long walk to my car. I find it sastisfying that he saw me at my best today. I was positive, happy, looking damn good, and ready to say goodbye.
The walk to my car seemed like an hour as his sister drove around the parking lot trying to find the exit. But I held my head, high and "worked it" until they drove out of sight. I didn't wear those shoes for nothin'!
Anyhow, I realize now, that life is what you make of it. It's too short, and when you are unhappy and your mate is unwilling to compromise for the good of the relationship - you have to let go. There are so many wonderful people in the world to waste your life with someone that isn't what you thought they were, someone that hurts your spirit, heart and damages you emotionally. I've learned that. This Thanksgiving I'm thankful for the people that God put in my path to help me realize what I had to do. Goodbyes are never easy, but have to be said to gain closure and move on.
So, good luck to him and his girlfriend with their new family. God has plans for me elsewhere, and I intend to live a purpose-filled life without him holding me down. God bless all of you, and I hope this made you smile!
Happy Turkey Day! Loves, Steph
My divorce was final as of 10:00 AM yesterday morning. I'm so eager to share a ittle laugh with all of you. I got to court on time, but my husband accompanied by his older sister was late (as always). I'm sitting there, uncomfortable in high heeled wedge shoes that are killing my feet and I've only had them on for twenty minutes, when they finally walked in. Beauty is pain sometimes, and ladies you can relate - you have to look good when you know it's the last impression you're going to give someone.
The judge finally calls him up and asks him to raise his right hand. Yeah, he put up his left, and didn't realize it until the judge said, "The other one, buddy!" Everyone snickered in the court room and I feel bad, but it was gratifying to see him embarrassed.
When the hearing was over and I asked him if I could talk to him alone without his sister. (Who happens to be the OW's best friend). We talked a bit about stupid stuff, and I said my goodbyes when he spit out that I am the love of his life. Followed with a tid bit of information that I could have gone without... "You know she's having my baby, right?"
"Good for y'all," I said. He went to go hug me goodbye and I whispered to him that he should tell the OW hello for me, and if they have a girl to name it after me. Yeah, I'm terrible, I know.
After going thru hell with miscarriage, PCOS and having and an unempathetic mate, it felt goog to make a jab at him. As nice as it was to do, I still couldn't help but feel anger, sadness and resentment. The other woman is going to have a family with this man that I've loved since I was 15 years old. I watched him grow up. I kept him out of trouble. I was the love of his life. That bitch. She has been his sister's friend for years. She knew me. Some women just don't give a flying flip! As for him, I'm DONE! I'm slowly getting over him. The decisions he made were swift and steadfast with no consideration of my feelings or the reprecussions of his actions.
I got my closure as I walked away from him. I'm better off without him. Even if he didn't look back (I'm not sure because I didn't), but in my head and for comedic affect he watched my ass shake as I worked those shoes on the long walk to my car. I find it sastisfying that he saw me at my best today. I was positive, happy, looking damn good, and ready to say goodbye.
The walk to my car seemed like an hour as his sister drove around the parking lot trying to find the exit. But I held my head, high and "worked it" until they drove out of sight. I didn't wear those shoes for nothin'!
Anyhow, I realize now, that life is what you make of it. It's too short, and when you are unhappy and your mate is unwilling to compromise for the good of the relationship - you have to let go. There are so many wonderful people in the world to waste your life with someone that isn't what you thought they were, someone that hurts your spirit, heart and damages you emotionally. I've learned that. This Thanksgiving I'm thankful for the people that God put in my path to help me realize what I had to do. Goodbyes are never easy, but have to be said to gain closure and move on.
So, good luck to him and his girlfriend with their new family. God has plans for me elsewhere, and I intend to live a purpose-filled life without him holding me down. God bless all of you, and I hope this made you smile!
Happy Turkey Day! Loves, Steph
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??
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I'm trying to exercise daily. I was doing fairly well until I sprained my ankle 2 weeks ago but now I'm getting back on the horse. Today I walked over a mile with my arm weights that are about 22lbs total. I was out of shape and it was hard on my arms. I also did my 30 situps. I'm also going to drink a lot of water and try to eat healthy. I do tend to have a sweet tooth but I'm cutting...
Liz