A few months ago I left my wife and started the divorce process. We had been married for five years, but together for almost twelve. I had reached a point where I was no longer willing to wait any longer to affect a major turning point in my life. When spend years trying to bring change to a relationship and it doesn’t happen, it’s time to leave.
It wasn’t a sudden decision that I made. I had spent months thinking about what to do. Ultimately, there were a few tipping points that pushed me over the edge and finalized my decision to walk out of an unhealthy relationship and start forging a new life for myself.
The past few months have been filled with feelings of happiness, success, excitement, joy, and sadness. Its a mixed cocktail that get served when you leave a long term relationship. I’ve always wanted to try and remain on friendly terms with my ex – even though I have absolutely no desire to return to having a relationship with her. I’ve communicated that with her, but she’s been adamant and in no uncertain terms told me that she doesn’t want anything to do with me. That’s sad to me, but whatever.
I think you can tell a lot about a person when things get tough. And what I’ve seen makes me all the more happy I made the decision I did. Now a few months into our separation, I find myself still trying to offer a friendly “hi” as I pass my ex at work – hoping to just try and open communication enough to be on semi-friendly terms again. Remaining silent as I pass by, all she does it stare at me with cold eyes. I could feel bad or depressed about this, but instead it just makes me glad I made the decisions I did.