Party Pooper

It’s been a while since I’ve posted.  More than 2 weeks actually.

I can’t find the words; can’t bring myself to write about anything related to celebrating.

For I’m scared and angry and incredibly sad.

Emma’s dealing well with it.  Family has been informed.  Friends have cried with me.

I never thought it would be us.  Never thought it was possible.  But here I am.  In my 40s, getting divorced and unsure of my future.

As much as I may want to, I just can’t think creatively; can’t muster any humor; can’t cover up the emptiness.

I know I’ll be able to write again at some point.  Hopefully sooner than later.

But for now I need to mourn.  Need to go through these shitty emotions.  Need to feel them and deal with them and repair myself.  I don’t know how long that is going to be, but it is the journey I need to take.


4 responses

  1. Jen,

    Hey to you. I’ve been there, done that. I’m divorced now some 15 plus years and tho there were several difficult years, life got exponentially better. There was no more stress, no more arguing. I felt I could breathe once again and all of the eggshells I’d had to tread were no longer there. My children felt the relief as feel.
    Moving on is hard. You’re a lovely, and young woman (40’s are nothing) and you have a bright future ahead of you. If you choose to be with someone again, I’m sure there are lots of someones who’d like to be with you!

    Think of you fondly,

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