Tag: divorce

  • The grief changed long before I noticed it. It stopped dragging me backwards and instead became something I could simply acknowledge — a quiet sadness for what was once real, without any desire to return to it. This was the…

    Part 6 — Clean Grief
  • The divorce papers arrived, and even though I knew they would, it still knocked me. I thought I’d feel relief, but instead it’s bittersweet. Whatever her feelings were, mine were real — and that makes this the end of not…

    Bittersweet Endings: When the Divorce Papers Arrive
  • Turning off my ex’s social media was the best decision I’ve made. From panic attacks to peace, here’s how I found healing and embraced my independence again.

    Switching Off, Moving On, and Finding Myself Again
  • Boundaries aren’t just about keeping others out. They’re about giving myself permission to heal, focus on what matters, and surround myself with people who respect me.

    Taking Back My Space
  • Healing isn’t a straight line. Some days I function, but only in body. Some days the thoughts creep back in. This is an honest account of the last three days—acknowledging the struggle, owning what’s mine, and refusing to carry someone…

    When Healing Feels Like Floating: Owning My Struggles, Not Theirs
  • A reflection on divorce delays, manipulation, and reclaiming peace by refusing to stay trapped in someone else’s need for control.

    The Illusion of Control
  • I got some great news yesterday — it seems my ex has finally put the wheels in motion for the divorce, and the caravan has now been listed. Honestly, I can’t put into words how good it feels to know…

    The Divorce is in Motion
  • A personal statement about truth, lived experience, and why speaking honestly about pain matters even when others would rather look away.

    The Thing About the Truth
  • I had a moment yesterday. One of those gut-punch moments that comes out of nowhere and just completely knocks the wind out of you. It wasn’t anything big. In fact, it was something tiny — something most people wouldn’t even…

    The Smallest Things Break Us
  • It doesn’t matter how you try to spin it. Maybe you’ve told yourself it wasn’t cheating. Maybe that makes it easier to sleep at night. But the truth is, the label doesn’t change the reality of what you did. And…

    It Was Cheating, But It Wasn’t…
  • Isn’t it kind of sad? I’ve taken a long, hard look at myself. I’ve admitted where I went wrong. I’ve apologised — not just to her, but to myself too. I’ve committed to doing better. I’ve done the work. I’m…

    Forgiveness, but Only One Way?
  • A personal reflection on rejection, counselling, and the slow work of healing after heartbreak. Not fully okay yet, but no longer lost.

    Almost OK
  • It’s easy, after a breakup, to get stuck in the why. Why did this happen? Why didn’t they try harder? Why wasn’t I enough? I’ve asked all of those questions — more times than I care to admit. But lately,…

    A Journey Back to Myself
  • Last night, I made a mistake. Not a catastrophic one — but one that reminded me just how delicate healing can be. Back when everything first happened, I removed one of my wife’s friends from Facebook. Emotions were raw, and…

    Reaching Out Doesn’t Always Mean Reaching Backwards
  • A reflection on emotional and psychological abuse, and the difficult process of naming harm for what it really was.

    Calling It What It Was — Abuse
  • Hey, I know this hurts.You’re carrying the weight of love, loss, confusion, and betrayal all at once. It’s okay that it still tugs at you. It’s okay that part of you wants to believe that if you just say the…

    Message to Myself
  • Today, I got the keys to my new place. You’d think I’d feel some relief — some joy, even. But mostly, I just feel grief. Four years gone in a matter of weeks. For what? What was it all about?…

    The End of the Fight
  • I’ve come to a stark realisation. I’ve been fighting so hard for the person I love. But the person I’m fighting? It’s the wrong person. The person I’m fighting now is a shadow — a ghost of the woman I…

    I’m Fighting the Wrong Person
  •   I don’t know what I’m waiting for, is there anything they can do? Tormented by my thoughts, and all because of … I don’t want to keep going over it, but my brain can’t seem to stop Thoughts of…

    Less than human.
  • A personal reflection on betrayal, emotional absence, and the quiet cruelty of realising someone beside you is no longer truly with you.

    Right Beside Me: The Betrayal She Didn’t Even Hide