From the moment the $150,000 in hidden debt came into the light, I knew our marriage was over. I also didn’t know if our relationship was over. I will continue to let me gut lead the way on that.
We signed the divorce papers this weekend. I retained all of my accounts, he kept his debt and I get the house and mortgage.
Right now, we’ll continue to cohabitate and raise the kids together. After a short grace period, he will be responsible for 50% of our household bills and family expenses.
We won’t exist like this forever — just long enough to have the time and space to determine what’s next for us individually and then explore if there’s a future together.
I’ve been clear that I won’t promise to him anything. However, to concede everything to me so I can feel secure is an act of love and a step in the right direction.
And while the last six weeks have sucked in so many ways, I feel free and optimistic for my future — with or without TB.
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