Yes, I picked the nice attorney, (silly me) and he believes in taking the high road, which is how I believe in living life but I am finding this difficult in the divorce realm. It upset me so much to hear the facts twisted into a horribly grotesque fairytale as I sat there with my mouth legally sealed shut, unable to scream. I even remarked afterwards to my ex that I didn't realize he wrote fiction.
It's sad to think that a 30-year relationship ends this way. In a conference room with two strange men speaking what seems like a foreign language, a language filled with numbers and dates with no thought to what really matters; lives that were torn apart and emotions.
I think they should make you wear your wedding outfits, after all this is an un-marriage. You could walk in the conference room together and at the end of all of the legal proceedings you would be able to rip your hopefully soon-to-be-ex's clothing to shreds.
It makes me feel better just thinking about it!
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