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Tuesday, 8 June 2004
June 8, 2004 - Dear Diary
So about 2 weeks ago, my husband of five years announced that he found an apartment, he was going to move out and he wanted a divorce. Not that anyone couldn't have seen this coming but it still shocked me anyway He never did anything for himself from the day I met him. Turns out his friend found the apartment for him, so I wasn't completely wrong. It's just that he's acutally leaving. I keep trying to tell myself it's no big loss. We fought visciously nearly from day one. Stupid things... I was never right about anything, I did everything wrong, I didn't speak the same form of English he spoke (we're both American) and I defended myself. Every fight was viscious, recalling every bad thing from the day we met.
So anyway, we're getting divorced. Of course I had to call the attorney. We're trying to be amicable about this. We have our first meeting with the attorney next Friday. He hasn't moved out yet. He's implying that it will be by the end of the month.
I'm going to miss him. I constantly think about the good times we had. We used to do things together, go places, have fun. We were in love once and he promised me the world. Now I feel like my world is ending.
I'm 40 years old and I'll be living by myself for the first time ever, in a house I can barely afford.
Wish me luck.
Thank God for good friends.... you know who you are and I love all of you!
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