Chapter 20 - My Divorce
I filed eleven weeks after Easter.
Why not immediately?
Because divorce is not a bravery test.
I was recovering.
Moving.
Meeting prosecutors.
Sleeping badly.
Returning to work.
Some mornings signing my own name felt exhausting.
Then one Tuesday I woke up and realized I had spent eleven weeks asking myself:
Can I ever trust him again?
Wrong question.
The better question:
Do I want to build my life around determining whether I can?
No.
I filed.
Ethan contested several financial issues.
That was his right.
He also asked for marital counseling.
I declined.
Counseling requires enough safety for honest disclosure.
I did not have that with him.
The divorce became paperwork.
Assets.
House.
Retirement.
Furniture.
No children.
May you like
Thank God for that simplicity.
The marriage ended eighteen months after Easter.
