While I know that no one really knows, it might be comforting to hear from others that have gone through similar straits.
I'm just wrapping up my divorce. The soon to be ex is moving about 100 miles away, and we're sharing custody of our young child. Our marriage was less than 4 years, but in that time I swear that we had more drama, hurdles, and misunderstandings than most couples would have in 20 years.
I was extremely angry for the first 6 months of the divorce battle, and could not think beyond the end of that fight. Now that it has concluded and the finality of everything is taking shape, my anger has been replaced with an almost overwhelming sense of sadness and emptiness. As I'm still in my 30s, everyone keeps telling me that things worked out for the best and that I'll find happiness again, etc...I can not even imagine going out on a date again, or opening myself up to this kind of hell again. Frankly, with my emotional state right now, I can not see anyone wanting to go out with me either, and would warn them as such.
Although I hope that no one has ever been through this before, I know that many have. So, how long did it take before a song on the radio, watching a family experience a moment of joy at the store, or some other trigger not make you melt into tears? How long before you could talk to someone about it without your voice cracking and your eyes misting? How long before you were able to hold things together long enough to be able to look for joy and light in your life again?
Don't worry, I'm not on suicide watch.
I'm just wrapping up my divorce. The soon to be ex is moving about 100 miles away, and we're sharing custody of our young child. Our marriage was less than 4 years, but in that time I swear that we had more drama, hurdles, and misunderstandings than most couples would have in 20 years.
I was extremely angry for the first 6 months of the divorce battle, and could not think beyond the end of that fight. Now that it has concluded and the finality of everything is taking shape, my anger has been replaced with an almost overwhelming sense of sadness and emptiness. As I'm still in my 30s, everyone keeps telling me that things worked out for the best and that I'll find happiness again, etc...I can not even imagine going out on a date again, or opening myself up to this kind of hell again. Frankly, with my emotional state right now, I can not see anyone wanting to go out with me either, and would warn them as such.
Although I hope that no one has ever been through this before, I know that many have. So, how long did it take before a song on the radio, watching a family experience a moment of joy at the store, or some other trigger not make you melt into tears? How long before you could talk to someone about it without your voice cracking and your eyes misting? How long before you were able to hold things together long enough to be able to look for joy and light in your life again?
Don't worry, I'm not on suicide watch.