This divorce ha been a good experience. I have been standing on my own two feet. I have forced myself to start living my life again. Previously I have been so angry, sitting around, worrying about my kids and hating Him. Full of spit.
Now I am once again my own woman and whether I live or die depends on me. That’s morbid – maybe sink or swim? Anyway, the way I live and how I live and where I live and what I do are now once again under my control. I visualize a serene, peaceful existence, full of love and yoga.
