…that you don’t need to have divorce papers served by a marshal (just save yourself the money and hassle and do it yourself!): they are lying. Or if we’re being nice, vastly wrong.
Because of this, our divorce date has been pushed back, and I need to go and re-file.
The word “exhausted’ doesn’t even begin to cover it. I just want to curl into a ball. So much of my life is just a huge, expensive, difficult mess. I try to balance work, school, and what I’m calling a social life these days. And then something like this just smashes through all “LOL J/K” when I think I have things — finally — under control.
D messaged me when I told him that this was dragging out and just said “I’m sorry.” I was ready to text him and say it’s not his fault we were poorly directed and that the courts try to dick every single penny out of you. But you know, it IS his fault, the whole mess is his fault in the first place.
Talking to K (new friend) yesterday, about all this, I could sum it up thus: “We didn’t look at marriage the same way, and that is why it fell apart.”
It’s so unfortunately true.
And 99% of the time, I’m so okay, I’m really okay, I don’t want to go back and change anything. And some days, like now, I just think I don’t want to do this. Not now, not in April, not in July…never.