I had contemplated this decision for months. I thought I was prepared for what was next. I prayed on it, went to therapy, sought legal advice, cried, prepared financially, and finally I was ready to go through with my divorce. I mean I had been through a break up before. But a Divorce is not a break up. Here is what I was NOT prepared for and what I did to survive.
My 88 boxes moment: Loving enough to let go first
He wasn't all bad, I wasn't all bad, but we were not good together. One of us had to be the first to say good-bye. But instead of being brave and letting go, we cheated on each other, we disrespected each other, we damn near destroyed each other.