I was a good girl.
Well, I have one sort of ex-boyfriend who I still see once a year but we were all friends and it wasn’t ever serious so it’s all good.
But I do have to see an old boyfriend every week and it isn’t very comfortable.I am divorced.
I don’t know if a lot of you know this.
My close readers, close friends, and family obviously know this but I don’t spend a lot of time talking about it because I am kind of ashamed of it.
Yes, I know we don’t live in the dark ages but I don’t know a lot of people who are divorced, have been divorced or are planning to divorce.
When I meet someone who is divorced, I almost want to jump across the table and hug them.
Like we are part of this secret society.
Or a leper colony.
Anyway, my ex-husband and I divorced after seven years of marriage in June 2003 after I initiated it.
I won’t go into details here because I don’t want to talk about him on this blog.
But I do have to see my ex every week for soccer games/events/ teacher conferences.
Because my oldest daughter is also his daughter so we have to coexist for her.
And it hasn’t always been easy.
It is a constant reminder of what I consider a failure on my part.
I have never had second thoughts about divorcing him but I do feel bad for my daughter.
I didn’t have to go through what she does at her age.
Going to her dad’s every other weekend.
Most times not wanting to go because her friends are here.
Her life is here.
I don’t regret marrying him because I have my beautiful, amazing daughter and I am so thankful for her every single day.
But having to see an ex-boyfriend every week for the past 11 years has been hard.
And having to see him for the next five years will be hard too.
But I made the choice and despite the stress, it has caused on our family at times, I wouldn’t have it any other way.