We aren’t together anymore…

She’s constantly reminding me that we aren’t together anymore, yet she sneaks around when she’s with someone else.

She’s constantly reminding me that she doesn’t want a relationship and just wants to be single…yet she plays the same emotional games that we played 3 years ago…

She’s constantly reminding me that she doesn’t want to be married anymore…keeps telling me that she’s over that part because she had to accept me moving onto someone else even though I hadn’t really moved on and we had that discussion.

But somehow her disrespecting me and hiding things from me is acceptable but me being bothered by it and being upset because of her actions is unacceptable.

Why am I of no value to the woman that chose me. Why am I disposable to the woman that promised to love me for better or for worse. Why am I nothing to the one person that made the conscious decision to keep me around forever.

Why am I not enough.

Why does this hurt so much.

Why can’t I just walk away from all of this even though I know that I deserve and need better than what she can give me.

Why am I destroying myself.

Why do I allow this to continue to happen.
Do I really love myself as much as I thought I did?

Will I ever know what self love Is? 😔
I’ve managed to destroy myself once again.

Life is great. Life is grand.

Moving on

I never thought I’d see this day.

I never thought I’d see the day where I moved on from what I thought was my forever. It’s odd to be at peace with losing someone that meant so much to me. But it’s comforting to know that I’ve made it this far.

There’s power in being able to look her in her eyes and genuinely wish her well without the hurt boiling within. I hope that one day soon she finds this place that I’ve found and learns to enjoy the lessons learned from our marriage. Partially because I’m selfish and want her to stop barging into my life the way she has…and partially because I legitimately want her to be happy and move on for her own sake.

I see the hurt in her body language when we talk and she realizes that I’m happy without her. I don’t think that either of us ever thought I’d be this independent again. But here I am. And I’m happy. And I’m looking forward to my future.

I Let My Fear Consume Me

It’s been almost an entire year since I’ve last posted anything here. I’ve written plenty of physical journal entries and letters…only to turn around and burn them. But I most definitely let my fear of having an actual something to look back on consume me…and it stopped me from writing here. And now here I am, turning 24 next month and in the last year everything has changed…and I can hardly remember most of it. I’m not even upset with myself. There’s no point in being upset over something to miniscule and insignificant. But it is time for me to let that fear and cowardice go so that I can finally spread my wings again.

I know I said that everything has changed and usually that’s an exaggeration but everything really has changed since my last time here. I live somewhere else, my hair is gone, I actually have a dog now, I’m closer to finding the inner-peace that I had been half ass searching for all this time, I’ve accepted more of myself, I’ve learned to love myself a lot more, I’m getting a divorce, and I’m getting back on track.

Two months ago I was still breaking down at the thought of the word divorce. There was so much shame and anger that came along with even considering that it was a possibility. It has taken some time and a whole lot of pain and struggling, but I have finally realized and accepted that I deserve so much better than what I had. I have learned to trust myself and to put myself first. I have learned that it is possible for me to leave myself vulnerable to someone, be totally stepped on and rejected, but still hold my head high and keep my heart full at the same time. I will not lie and say that something in me didn’t crack and nearly collapse the first time she told me that she wanted a divorce…and the second time, and the third time…maybe even the fourth. But the day that I had finally found the strength to tell her that she didn’t deserve me and that I also wanted a divorce…that was the day I felt a piece of my soul soar. It was at that moment that I felt myself start to pick back up for the first time in two years. It was the first time that I felt that I was capable of moving forward on my own because I am enough. I am strong enough, I am independent enough. I am simply enough. It is not my fault that I gave my all and the person who had unfiltered access to all of me did not want it. So now that I have figured out how to open myself, I have begun to give myself the unfiltered access that she once had. It’s an amazing feeling.

I’ve stopped questioning why my growth is “taking so long” or why it’s so hard on some days and seems so simple on others. More of me is excited for my journey than that portion of me that is afraid. I am in no rush to figure out my life by any means, but I am as ready as I could possibly be in this moment.

I originally thought that everything happening to me was a curse. I had convinced myself that I wasn’t worthy of the effort that it was going to take in order to heal because I was still listening to the voices that lingered in my head telling me that I would never be worth anything. They were wrong. I was wrong. But not anymore.

I will continue to push forward.

I will continue to grow.

I will continue to love the woman that I’ve become, and I will love the woman that I grow into during this journey.

 

I’m here. Not just as a physical being.

My soul has arrived, and she’s ready to show herself to the world.