Musings of a Divorcee

Stories I Didn't Intend to Tell & Letters I Never Sent

Unravelling

  • Today I Cried

    Today I cried a self-pity cry, an embarrassed cry Because I honored our commitment Because I believed you would too Because I didn’t trust my gut… or myself Because I am still learning to Continue reading

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  • Unraveling

    In the 672 days since the incident, since I decided to divorce, I’ve combed over and scrutinized every moment of the time we spent together trying to figure out what was and wasn’t real. I’ve looked at all the pictures and the home videos; read through the love letters, cards, chats, and emails. All those Continue reading

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  • August 7, 20XX

    I tucked myself in the last row and rested my head on the window of the charter bus. A momentarily coolness from the glass. Eyes closed, stilling myself for the 45 minute ride back to the resort. The catamaran ride, cheap tequila, and hours in the sun had my stomach feeling a bit upset.  The Continue reading

  • Relics

    Tonight, I walked through the apartment, attempting to put O— to sleep. The the only light, the glow of the streetlights creeping in through curtains not fully closed. I took inventory of the place – a dizzying mess. So much evidence of children, and disconnect. One day, I thought, he won’t actually live here, sharing Continue reading

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