I'm divorced.
There. I said it.
Not bitter. Not angry.
Also not particulary happy either.
I kicked him out on April 23rd 2014. The divorce was final on August 13th, 2014. He was remarried on November 13th, 2014.
We both cheated on each other. His method was hookers. Maybe there were other ladies, I don't know. And it doesn't really matter. My method was a co-worker. His shenanigans occured 4 years in. Mine happened 8 years in. At the end.
That co-worker was my best friend. He was my employee. I was the manager and I hired him. You know those people you meet that you instantly feel a connection with? That's what I felt with him. Like I'd known him before. In another life. You probably think I'm just saying that to justify my actions. But it's the truth.
But here I am, 4 month into being divorced. It's a strange place to be. I wanted that divorce. It was the right decision and I'm glad that I did it. But where do I go from here. That's what we're trying to figure out.....right?
