divorce
Divorce isn't an end; it's a different beginning.
You Think Divorce Means Something to Me?
I am on my right-side, ear to the concrete, nose to nose with the man that I love, crying enough tears to make the pacific swell up with jealousy. He loves me in the way that most men know how, carelessly with little thoughts of what it means and what loving me calls for. I’ve laid here in the smoldering Texas heat for hours contemplating a question that means nothing to either of us: Should we divorce? Its more trivial of a question than you may think because what difference does stripping the title of our love make? I think we should focus our energy elsewhere and he’s exasperated because he thinks this matters. He thinks that disassociating our titles of husband and wife will relieve him of his burden. He thinks that the dissolution of our marriage will be what stops his bleeding and what strips him of his awkward responsibility to know love and approach it relentlessly through all his aversions and apprehensions.
By Charity Luster4 years ago in Humans
I Will Not Show Emotion
I have been with my husband for almost two decades, and I have been through the usual stages that in most cases are part of a long-term relationship: falling in love, sex and love, engagement and wedding, more love and sex, pregnancy, birth and puerperium. And I have experienced waves and hills, I have experienced great joys and great sorrows. Together we have experienced the best of the good and the worst of losses.
By Øivind H. Solheim4 years ago in Humans
I Will Not Show Emotion
Chapter 32 I have been with my husband for almost two decades, and I have been through the usual stages that in most cases are part of a long-term relationship: falling in love, sex and love, engagement and wedding, more love and sex, pregnancy, birth and puerperium. And I have experienced waves and hills, I have experienced great joys and great sorrows. Together we have experienced the best of the good and the worst of losses.
By Øivind H. Solheim4 years ago in Humans
How to Have The "I Want a Divorce" Conversation?
Join our Divorce by Rose Community App ANONYMOUSLY And if I would have done things differently from the very beginning- from the day that I told my husband that I didn’t want to be married anymore, if I would have responded better to that and if I would have shown up differently and if I would have behaved differently, I’m imagining that my life would have been a lot easier for the next decade, following that.
By Divorce by Rose4 years ago in Humans
Six Reasons Divorce is a Good Thing
For many people, marriage is the ultimate goal in life. A confirmation that you are a good, successful, and loved person in society. Being married means you have legally been approved as a normal person who may apply for tax benefits, go to brunch, and be regarded as a positive pillar in society.
By S.A. Ozbourne4 years ago in Humans
Sour Lemons
They say that every closed door leads to an open one, or an open window. They also say that when life gives you lemons to make lemonade. What do you do with the sour lemons, though? What if the open door and window throw you right into a tsunami of shit that you never asked for? Then what do you do?
By Kristina Zill4 years ago in Humans
Loving a Narcissist
So how do I tell a story about the authentic me, if I’ve only just gained the knowledge of who she is? Aah. Where do I even begin? Do I begin with my childhood? Do I begin by explaining how I was severely emotionally neglected by my mother as a child? Should I mention my absent father? Do I start with my first long term relationship with the father of my 19-year-old daughter? An overt narcissist. Or do I begin at my very recent divorce (after 9 years) to a covert narcissist? I suppose I’ll begin with telling a bit about myself.
By Rachel Turk4 years ago in Humans
How Do You End a 14-Year Marriage?
I remember the day clearly. It was a sunny yet chilly afternoon in early February when I first truly questioned my marriage. I sat on the rug in the living room at the base of the tv, numbly staring at the way the cold light spilled through the wall of windows and created lengthening shadows across the carpet and my legs. Something prompted me to pick up the smooth three-pound labradorite crystal that we displayed on the side table and hug it to me. My eyes started stinging and tears welled up out of nowhere, and it wasn’t the first time I wondered to myself if marriage was always meant to be so lonely, but it was the first time I allowed the thought to enter my mind: I don’t know if I want to be married anymore.
By Kyra Bussanich4 years ago in Humans







