Reject before you are rejected, it hurts less!
Wednesday, May 31st, 2006Today I received a “Certificate of entitlement to a decree”. Apparently the Court certifies that the petitioner (not me) has sufficiently proved the contents of the petition and is entitled to a decree of divorce on the grounds that the marriage has irretrievably broken down, the facts found proved being two years’ separation with consent of both parties.
I’m also told that I should take notice that the Court has fixed the xxth June 2006 at xx:00 for the pronouncement of a decree by a District Judge sitting at xxxxxxx County Court.
So its nearly done. I’ve mixed feelings on it all. I wish I could feel all yipee aye a about it all, but I can’t. I don’t really know how to classify how I feel really. It’s a mix of emotions. Sadness, closure, regret, bitterness, uncertainty, puzzlement..are just a few of the things that have occured to me. It kinda sucks seeing her as the petitioner too. I’m mindful that I left her 7 years back, I remember how liberated and free I felt. How much of a sucker was I for going back! Ha! Net reward, kick ass rejection 7 years on.
Divorce is a fucker. It bites you on the arse when you least expect it. Sometimes in the form of little missives landing on your doorstep, sometimes it simply engenders an inexplicable feeling of general all round shittiness.
Still, it won’t last forever, I know that at least. Good days and bad.
Where’s that glass of Chardonnay?
