Saturday, February 16, 2019

Depleting.

divorce, coparenting, emotional, therapy, loss, exhaustion, finding my way, you can do it

Divorce is depleting.

Someone in a group I am in said that this morning, not in those exact words, but more along the lines of when someone reacted to something divorce related - how depleting that was.

Is.

Feels.

Depleting.

Damn.

That is the G-d's honest truth.

Divorce is exhausting.

Draining.

Emotionally taxing.

Depleting.

No matter how amicable it may be.

No matter how easily you coparent.

No matter.

No matter.

No matter.

It.

Is.

Depleting.

Depleting = to deplete.

Deplete.


divorce, coparenting, emotional, therapy, loss, exhaustion, finding my way, you can do it, depletion

Look at these synonyms.

Exhaust. Use up.

Consume. Expend.

Spend. Drain.

Empty. Sap.

Milk. Suck dry.

Evacuate.

Deplete.

Damn.

If you are an individual who has lived through a divorce of your own, you know.

You know that it's a whole other way of life.

You know that it's draining.

You know that even if it was your own choice - your own request - your own initiative.

You know that it hurts like hell.

You know.

There are many couples who remain in contact.

Many couples who are amicable.

Friends, even.

Friends.

Imagine that?

I can. And yet. I can't.

And yet.

It's so so very different than the world that you expected to live in your entire life upon saying those two simple words.

I do.

I do.

But then.

I don't.

You don't.

We don't.

The love has been depleted.

And in this mode. In this mindset.

So. Much. More. Depletes.

So much slips.

Right.

Through.

Our.

Fingers.

Depleted.

divorce, coparenting, emotional, therapy, loss, exhaustion, finding my way, you can do it, depletion


Divorce is depleting.

Exhausting.

But we each find our way.

We each make it through.

You will, too.

Depleted.

And then.

Strong.

Filled up.

Energized.

Ready to take on the world.

Again.

4 comments:

  1. It's been over 15 years and this still resonates. You get better and you move on and are happy again. But you never forget that feeling.Well written, well said.

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  2. As a child of a divorce, I understand this. I don't even know how my mom survived those years of caring for my brother and I, while having to deal with her divorce (and it was not a good one.) Hugs to you, friend.

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