I have been surprisingly fine this weekend. My mom has been calling me often, which she doesn’t usually do, to make sure I am fine. I really am, reinforcing the sense that I made the right decision.
My writing is the one taking the hit at the moment and I had no chapter ready for my Wattpad book this week. I haven’t written a single line in over a week.
On the up side, barely husband came here today and we were on good terms. After dropping Raven off at Drama school, he came to pick a few things up, pay up his share of house costs for last month and talk.
He’s better, he says, trying to process our situation. He understands my reasons and now says I probably made the right choice in going for a divorce as we can’t seem to agree on anything we want anymore.
He said he’s too old fashioned to accept this situation as normal and he feels everything he planned for his life is now in tatters, even though everyone is telling that rhis happens and he should just move one, including Raven.
We discussed some practicalities for our separate future and at least on those things we agree 100%.
I see the light at the end of the tunnel.