This year marks the 4th year my erstwhile stbx partner hasn't greeted me on my birthday.
Whee! (/sarcasm/)
I guess I've known that while it still hurts so badly and the trauma wounds are still there, I think I'm ready to move on. I don't know if I'm ready to share my story to the world - like my traumatic early childhood, I don't want people to pity me, nor do I need the platitudes from them saying, "You're so strong. I would never be able to do that." Well, I don't want to have to be strong. I don't even want to have to worry or stress about family and my bills and everything I have to take care of but here we are and we just have to make do.
So we move on. We get our own place (albeit rented) and start rebuilding our lives with this new normal.
And Pilipinas, we need that divorce law stat.
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