I wrote a couple of lines this morning. And then I decided not to publish them.
I want to let go. And writing again and again about the past won’t help me to get there.
I have to get over the failure of my marriage. And to see past beyond the family I wanted to build.
Nobody dreams of divorce when they say YES. But things happen. Some women might have stayed. I decided to leave. I couldn’t stand the emotional abuse anymore. I didn’t like the person I was becoming. It’s as simple as that.
It feels as if I want people to understand my choice. But who cares. You don’t live your life according to others standards. As the nurse of our area says: “We all do what we can with what we have”. She is right.
I want to move on. With the help of God, I will succeed.