I am sitting here in my own bedroom alone on a Saturday night watching Trading Spaces and eating soup. Oh yeah and I am a lesbian who is getting a divorce.
Fairly soon, I will be moving out. I will be having to give up a few of my dogs. I will be living on my own and trying to make it on my own with my own income.
Does this freak me out?
No. And I think that is the problem. I should be freaked out. I should be panicked. I should be afraid of the change. Instead, I embrace it. I am looking forward to it. I am looking forward to the excitement of my new relationship, the independence of living on my own, and just getting to be myself. I am not part of this "WE" of a marriage.
Yes, I am in a relationship with someone and we are a we but we are not a "WE" wherein we share credit history, debt, animals, furniture, dishes, appliances and et cetera. I mean one day I would like to be a "WE" with her but for now, I want to be "ME" who is merely a part of "us".