My Divorce.

I know what you might be thinking: yes, I went through a divorce, and no, I don’t want to delve into the details. What’s been even more challenging than the divorce itself is the constant need to discuss it with everyone I meet who isn’t aware. I completely understand now why some choose to share announcements on social media. Not only are you grieving the end of a significant chapter in your life, but you also find yourself navigating the anxiety of having to explain your situation repeatedly.

In essence, we simply couldn’t find our way back to each other. The longer we held on, the more what was once a beautiful fairy tale morphed into a painful reality. I found myself grappling with the fact that the man I once envisioned spending my life with felt like a stranger to me, and that realization was profoundly heartbreaking. I will always hold love for him; he deserves nothing but kindness in my thoughts. We just weren’t the right fit anymore.

No one enters marriage with an expiration date in mind, yet the internal struggle before, during, and after a divorce is beyond what words can capture. You find yourself in a loop of self-doubt, questioning whether you did everything possible, if this truly was the right choice, and whether regret will follow you. The answers are often heavy and complex. In our case, reconciliation wasn’t in the cards.

I believe some experiences should remain sacred, and the specifics of my divorce are among them. Only my closest friends and family will have access to that part of my journey. However, I want to assure you that I refuse to let the end of my eight-year relationship be in vain. I’ve learned invaluable lessons about myself, about life, and about the kind of partner I aspire to be in the future, should I choose that path again. For that growth, I will always carry gratitude and love for him.