get a divorce

I got a notarized copy of the complaint sent back to his lawyer last week. Then I got a letter from his lawyer asking why I hadn’t returned the documents. Whatever, lady, just check your mail. Now I just wait for the court to finalize it. In my mind, this is basically done. Just a waiting game now.

The only thing I miss is his parents money. Seriously. My car is old and dying, and it would be nice to not have to pay my own bills. Because that’s how I lived for three years. You’d think it would be great, but for a type-A person like me it was awful. I always felt like less of a person. He was more than happy to be perpetually unemployed and beg off mommy and daddy to pay the mortgage. He usually borrowed about $4k a MONTH from them. I miss the awesome vacations and the sweet perks, but I am much happier overall.

It seems to be taking forever, but I’m almost there. I was contacted by his lawyer a few weeks ago, and I was supposed to be served the complaint sometime this week. Nothing yet, but I’m just hoping it’ll arrive early next week. I don’t know how much longer I have to wait, but it’ll be worth it.
People always ask when I first knew I needed a divorce. That’s such a funny question. Part of me knew I never should have gotten married, and I bet he did, too. I just didn’t love him at all, but I was so worried about being alone all my life that I thought it was all going to work out. We were so awful to each other, and I’m so glad this is all almost over. I’m so much happier, I feel more like myself than I have in years and years.