I see that expression, the one I often wear when I encounter something I wish to avoid. It’s the look I reserve for uncomfortable or painful moments—those situations where response feels impossible. It’s a nonverbal cue that says, “I thought I knew you!” Perhaps it resembles the kind of look one might give upon spotting a ghost. Yet, I never expected to receive this look from those I poured my heart into for years—regardless of my marital status. When I say “emotional investment,” I’m referring to the laughter, the worries, the joys, the tears, and the life we shared. I’m talking about you—my “ex” circle of family and friends.
Divorce carries with it a heavy weight of stigma, particularly for the one who decides to leave. If that departure occurs without infidelity or abuse, the societal judgment can be even harsher. It’s as though a divorce requires justification that few can truly understand. If you haven’t faced the turmoil of divorce, consider yourself fortunate. It’s a harrowing experience that strips you down emotionally and can feel like an uncontrollable force. Speaking from my own journey, it’s been a series of heartbreaks, disappointments, and deep suffering that led me to this point.
I entered my marriage with hope and a genuine belief that love would last. Like many others, I envisioned a partnership that would blossom into something strong and healthy. For years, I clung to that vision.
Before I elaborate further, let me clarify: I am not promoting divorce as a solution. Yet, there are times when it becomes the only path toward reclaiming one’s mental and emotional health. Sometimes, divorce is the choice that protects you and your children from a lifetime of pain.
The emotional fallout of divorce is profound. From a spiritual perspective, the notion that God despises divorce resonates deeply with me. The collateral damage it inflicts on all involved is immense. Divorce is painful for both the person who initiates it and the one left behind. It’s a journey that leads to loss of identity and leaves a void that can feel unbearable.
Although I extricated myself from a toxic situation, the fear of starting over was daunting. I had to sever ties with the person I had become, realizing my partner was unwilling to grow along with me. We often cling to unhealthy relationships out of a misguided sense of obligation to others. A quote I came across recently exemplifies this:
“Grab a plate and throw it on the ground. Done. Did it break? Yes. Now say sorry to it. Sorry. Did it go back to the way it was before? No. Do you understand?”
With that in mind, I urge you to consider this before casting judgment or turning away from me: This was not your journey. This was my marriage, my life, my parenting relationship, and my emotional struggle. The burden of heartbreak and disappointment was mine to bear, not yours. You were not the one left feeling betrayed, unworthy, or alone. You did not confront the reality of a partner who failed to prioritize love and respect.
I recognize that my choices may have put you in an uncomfortable position. I apologize if my situation made conversations awkward or stirred up feelings in your own life. But it is vital to acknowledge that only you can know your pain threshold. Please do not presume to understand mine.
I empathize with the impact my divorce may have on your family dynamics, especially if it involves someone you care about deeply. I regret that you have to witness someone you love unravel. I sacrificed 14 years for a relationship that ultimately deteriorated. I had to choose my own mental well-being over a toxic bond.
I was a giver married to a taker, an optimist paired with someone who viewed life through a negative lens. I was a young woman who believed in potential, only to find out that my partner was not capable of the growth I hoped for. I had to make difficult decisions to protect my child from a father who took his role for granted.
As I navigated this painful process, I lost sight of my worth. I walled myself off to cope with disappointment, and it took a serious wake-up call for me to reclaim my life. There’s wisdom in the saying, “Be careful what you tolerate; you are teaching people how to treat you.” Though I endured it all, you were not there to witness my struggles.
So, when you encounter me in social settings or during family interactions, I ask you to approach me with compassion. While this divorce is a painful chapter in my life, it is not yours.
Let’s not forget the countless memories we’ve shared—holidays, family gatherings, and life events. I am not a ghost or a villain; I have cared for you, supported you, and cheered for you. I am still the same person, just navigating a new and challenging reality. Your cold shoulder and judgment hurt more than you can imagine.
In closing, I never sought this divorce, but I also didn’t choose to endure the treatment that led me here. When you consider passing judgment, remember that a painful decision does not equate to a wrong decision. Until you’ve walked in my shoes, you cannot fully comprehend my journey.
And should you ever face a situation that mirrors my experience, I promise you, I won’t give you that look. I understand the weight of this struggle all too well.
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Summary
This piece reflects on the emotional toll of divorce, emphasizing that the journey and its accompanying pain are deeply personal. It calls for understanding and compassion from family and friends, highlighting the complexities and struggles faced by those who initiate a divorce.