On the eve of my divorce day. This sucks so bad.
It's been 7 months since I filed for divorce, albeit hesitantly because at that time I still loved him, or at least the parts that were still showing up as faint glimmers.
I was praying for a hail mary with the filing- that he would realize his erroneous ways and REALLY start trying in therapy and start prioritizing us, our children. Wishful thinking ....
Little did I know, 3 days after filing , evidence of privacy intrusion crimes, purportedly committed by him, were uncovered.
The divorce court has really pushed this through on a fast track , likely because of a pending criminal investigation with probable charges.
I've got a reasonable settlement, and I can walk away knowing it's the best plan to move forward.
Tomorrow, we will sign the paperwork, and with the flourish of the Magistrates pen, I will no longer be a wife, a partner. I will be a divorcee, a full time single mom. He gets 2 monitored visits a month.
He meant so much to me. To our family.
And, the worst part is accepting the closure I envisioned near the beginning, hasn't occurred ,nor will likely ever occur.
I'm not sure what that even looks like. Not an apology. Maybe an acknowledgement of the cruelty and havoc he wreaked for multiple years.
He was a man of many words, and few actions- aka future faking.
Maybe his current actions speak louder than words- this time. He didn't fight a thing. He left with the clothes he had on his back and save a few premarital items , agreed to everything. He's in the wind, so to speak. I imagined I would feel slightly victorious for *winning*. Instead I feel defeated. Every bone in my body aches. I want to be left alone tonight. I've shut everyone out this evening. I want to continue to cry, scream, claw the walls, and collapse in a heap.
The compounded trauma has overshadowed this experience, along with loss and grief.
I have so many questions - is he grieving me? Us? Does he feel the weight of his actions? Does he even care? Is he telling the truth in his counseling program, or just saving face to look good in Court? Why should I care what this miserable f*** is thinking, feeling, doing, being...
That's the denial creeping in, I'm sure. This is over.
Why is letting go the hardest part?
And- how on earth do I break the news of the divorce to our child? She's school aged and just started adjusting to him being largely on the periphery. Yes I have access to compassionate mental health counselors. But still.
I still can't believe this is happening.
I have to accept reality and continue to forge ahead.
I feel so scared.