Sep 10, 2013 09:19
Yesterday I finally, after a long wait, received my divorce paperwork. I thought I was going to be more emotional when I received it, but I didn't. I was halfway through my three mile run, checked the mail and their it was. I ran the rest of my run with my paperwork in my hands. A sign of freedom if you say.
I really wanted to say hateful things about my ex but I'm not like him. I don't have to explain myself to justify anything. I don't have a need to really post anything so the world can feel sorry for me. In actuality, I feel sorry for him. I thought he was a stronger man than he was. I was merrily an object that could cod him and make him feel okay for not pursuing anything in life. He has no excuses now and still no goals, only empty dreams.
I really did lowwr my standards when I got married.
Word of advice, never settle for less like I did.
I learned my lesson, the hard way.
But through all of this, I have my family back, friends back and I can literally do WHATEVER I want. The freedom is ...I can't explain it. I have no burden on my shoulders anymore. No one making me feel guilty.
I love my new life.
Wish me luck with my upcoming deployment. Either Syria or the sand pit. I have sacrified my life for Americans to live easy lives and to let them complain on Twitter about Marines, soldiers, sailors and airmen.
YOU'RE WELCOME.