The Ex and I are each celebrating by purchasing lottery tickets. If you can't find in the humor in that, then you are probably in a doomed relationship.
I've spent awhile trying to summarize what this experience has been like...But I mean, how could I? Where to even begin? There's the trifecta of glory/hubris/shame inherent in an early marriage that should have worked, the eventual entropy, the denial, the self hate, the hate for others, the loss of trust, the constant confrontation of your own shortcomings and failures, and now (two and a half years after our separation) the legal right to begin from scratch.
Hopefully somewhere in there a person learns how to want to begin from scratch. I'm lucky enough to say that yes, I do believe in life after love.
The process hasn't rendered me a complete cynic, but it's come dangerously close. To paraphrase Louis C.K. on being single after a long marriage:
"It's like having a bunch of money in the currency of a country that doesn't exist anymore. Like I found 500 million Prussian Francs."He's got another take on divorce, albeit more cynical than mine, from his recent feature-length stand up film "Hilarious." I can't find the clip by itself, so skip ahead to the 3:30 mark for the meat and potatoes. Happy Divorce Day/Fibonacci Day, everyone.