Your Divorce Stories - Page 3

Real experiences from those who have navigated divorce offer valuable insights and emotional support. Here you can find & share personal stories of challenges faced, lessons learned, and triumphs achieved during and after divorce. Discover inspiration, practical tips, and a sense of community through these authentic accounts of resilience and renewal.

Life after Divorce - When Fear Takes Over
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A Divorce Story – When Fear Takes Over

Charis Rooks
Author and Speake

The first 3 days without my ex-husband in our home was terrifying for me.

I could not sleep because I was constantly checking windows, doors, kids, and then I would start the rotation all over again until daylight.

After those three days passed by I noticed I would lie down but I couldn’t really sleep the way my body wanted me to sleep.  I was mentally and physically exhausted and on top of that I was sleep deprived.

I remember my fear was there are only three of us, me and my two daughters and no male protector in our home anymore, in those moments I felt overwhelmingly vulnerable.

I have come to notice that with divorce we tend to believe fear more so than anything else, I can definitely testify to this. For you it may not be a fear of being alone however, fear is fear regardless of the reason or situation.

Maybe your fear came in the form of a financial burden after the divorce. How will the mortgage get paid or how will I put food on the table. Did your nights become sleepless? Or maybe how will I be able to do everything that we planned for our future now on my own? Or maybe you are saying to yourself that you were barely keeping to a schedule with both of you in the household, so how in the world can you maintain structure alone?

There are several reasons and fear of the unknown seems to be the common denominator. I remember when I finally began to say to myself, “I will not allow fear to operate my car on this journey called life.”  I received an overwhelming sense of peace. I will be honest it wasn’t a onetime thing.

I said it daily and sure enough I began to sleep more and more peacefully as time went on. I began to check the doors less and less until I would check the doors one time and the kids once and I was out like a light bulb.

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ABOUT CHARIS

After her second divorce, Charis decided that it was time to do something not only for herself but also for other women going through similar struggles.

As a survivor of divorce, Charis knows all about the lies and confusion that come with divorce. Though divorce does eventually end, the emotional scars and stress that come with a difficult divorce do not.

Charis is passionate about speaking the truth to women who are caught in the endless cycle of struggle after divorce and she encourages them to share their stories to help provide not only counseling for themselves but also support for others.

Charis does not limit her time to Draw for Women but also reaches out in other ways.

She is an accomplished and published author, having penned God Rarest Diamonds: A Proverbs Life after Divorce Devotional for women and Coming Soon- The 30 Day Life after Divorce Prayer Challenge for Women, which provides encouragement, support, and spiritual enlightenment to those who are struggling, helping readers bring peace to their life journeys. In addition to Draw for Women and writing,

Charis has a personal life that is as full as her professional life.

Charis is married to a wonderful man and is the mother of two talented and beautiful daughters.

Charis earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Business Technical Management with a concentration in Small Business and Entrepreneurship- Magna Cum Laude in Spring of 2016 and is currently pursuing her MBA.

When she is not working or studying, Charis loves to read, write, and travel. Charis is a dedicated individual who wants nothing more than to share her ideas, experiences, and knowledge to help other women who are struggling with divorce to become comfortable with themselves and with the state of their lives again. 

Facebook: http://facebook.com/draw4women

Twitter: Charis Rooks @draw4women

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Couples Counselling
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Couples Coaching – The Case of Clive and Romaine

Paul Sandford
Paul Sandford
Mediator and
Tribunal Judge

Couples Coaching for 2017 – The case of Clive and Romaine Smith, an excellent example of how some timely talking and listening can help save a relationship.

This example also demonstrates that couples coaching is about practicalities and problem solving.

Not so much “Heaven knows I’m miserable now” as “Heaven can see we are working together”.

Clive and Romaine Smith have been together for a little over 15 years and were married 14 years ago.

They have three children, Clive Junior, Max and Marcus aged 13, 10 and 9. Max has recently been diagnosed with what the family GP, Dr Dalziel, terms “severe autism”.

The Smith family reside in a small three-bedroom terraced house which is mortgaged to the Far and Wide Building Society, in Clive’s words, “up to the hilt.”

Clive drives a delivery van undertaking contract work for a number of retailers and works a 60 hour week at minimum wage rates. For the most part, Clive is “self-employed” but one retailer employs him under a zero hours contract and only pays him irregularly.

Romaine works part-time as an administrative assistant in a publishing firm and is on a very low wage. Her employers are very strict about punctuality and her wages are regularly docked because of lateness.

Also, Romaine finds it difficult to meet the very stringent performance targets she is set and sometimes has to work late without recompense. She admits to being very strongly dependent on sleeping tablets.

Romaine claims Child Benefit and Tax Credits and receives an allowance from the local authority in respect of Council Tax  but her family are always very short of money and find it very difficult to balance the books.

She and Clive are consistently in arrears with the mortgage and only pay their utility bills when they receive red reminders. Romaine finds it very difficult to deal with the demands of the tax credit system and as a result has twice been classed as having been overpaid.

Currently, a £700.00 overpayment of this benefit is being clawed back from her ongoing entitlement at a rate equivalent to £10.00 per week.

Max’s educational needs have only recently been “officially” recognised and Romaine and Clive both feel strongly that over a very long period of time, his school SENCO and headteacher have simply failed to address his needs.

Although strictly speaking the GPs reference to “severe autism” is a bit of a misnomer, in practice it is absolutely correct. Max’s behaviour is very challenging and unpredictable.

He is aggressive and demanding in both school environments.

For some reason he recently took a particular dislike to his younger brother and he is constantly teasing and threatening him. Clive and Romaine have quite frequently been called into speak with Max’s headteacher because of his behaviour and in the past year he has been excluded twice for being abusive towards his form teacher and another student.

He is easily led and it is generally considered that he has in his mother’s words “got in with the wrong crowd”. Complaints have been made to the school and to the local authority but notwithstanding the recent diagnosis, little has been done.

Clive and Romaine have found it very hard even to get their son assessed and in reality, they are too tired and too dispirited to fight back and pursue their complaints.

Clearly, Clive and Romaine are under a lot of pressure. At best, Max is surly and uncommunicative. At worst he can be completely out of control.

His parents have to divide their precious time between all three of their children and given his very complex needs, perhaps inevitably, Max does not receive all the help and support that he needs from them, a situation that is made all the worse because of his school’s failings.

Not surprisingly, Clive and Romaine’s relationship is very strained.

They never have any time to themselves and because of the demands placed on them both by their jobs and Max they can go for days at time without communicating properly. They have considered separating and getting divorced but both appreciate that the financial and other consequences would be disastrous for them and their children.

Max would be particularly affected and the reality is that his parents simply cannot afford to separate.

Additionally, Clive and Romaine are both very strongly principled and still love one another. They both take the view that when they got married they made a lifetime commitment and as difficult as their lives are, they have not lost sight of the fact that amongst all the bad times, there have been some very good times. They are especially proud of Marcus who despite having a difficult elder brother to contend with is doing exceptionally well in school and consistently gets very good reports.

The sympathetic Dr Dalziel is very mindful of the Smiths’ circumstances. Following a request from Clive and Romaine for a joint referral for counselling she recommends that they consider seeing a couples counsellor whom she thinks may be able to help them identify some common ground and devise an action plan.

Unfortunately, NHS funding is not available but having agreed to offer the Smiths three one hour sessions at a reduced rate, the counsellor, Josie, makes it abundantly clear that although she is not a lawyer or advisor, there are some non judgemental options that they may care to consider. She suggests they contact a parents’ support group and a benefits advisor, Mr. Moneypenny, who is attached to a local church.

Mr. Moneypenny gives some pointers to Romaine about how to deal with her tax credits problems and to respond to the building society. He also helps her to apply for Disability Living Allowance on Max’s behalf, a benefit that she thought she could not claim because she and Clive are both working (a common misconception).

With these strategies in-place, Josie helps the Smiths to talk through their innumerable concerns and enables them to see that despite all their difficulties, there are a number of positives, not least their commitment to one another and their marriage vows.

She helps them to draw up an informal agreement of their own devising which will help them manage their finances better and keep on top of what they termed “the paperwork and bills”.

Clive and Romaine also feel able to devise some additional strategies so that they can both have a little time to themselves and they jointly resolve to maintain contact with the support group which has agreed to help them resolve their disagreements with Max’s headteacher.

In the course of the sessions with Josie, Clive and Romaine find that for the first time in quite some years they are communicating meaningfully with one another and they reaffirm their commitment to one another.

The immense difficulties that they have had to contend with are only slightly diminished and it cannot be said that they “live happily ever after”. However, they feel they have benefited immensely from Josie’s input and they can face 2017 in a much better frame of mind.

ABOUT PAUL

Paul Sandford is an accredited civil mediator,  family mediator and Tribunal Judge

He mediates for a leading UK charity, has been appointed a governor/mediator at a London Secondary School and has the benefit of having worked as a solicitor for around 25 years.  He has also worked as a trainer and university lecturer and has considerable experience of working with people who are disabled or who do not have English as a first language.

As well as being Regents University accredited, Paul recently completed ADRg civil/commercial and family training and is working towards becoming an accredited family mediator.

He has particular  knowledge and experience of housing, property/commercial, medical and public law issues and employment, workplace, family and educational disputes. He is a member of two mediation panels: Clerksroom, which has excellent conference call facilities, and the Business Mediation Group. In his spare time Paul enjoys cooking, football, test cricket and listening to the blues, and fundraises for his school.

Divorce after the Holidays
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Divorce after the Holidays

Women and Divorce
Wendi Schuller
Author of
The Global Guide to Divorce

Some people have chosen to stay together until after the holidays for a variety of reasons.

It may be to give the children one last Christmas together.

One agony aunt printed a letter from a woman whose daughter-in-law is filing for divorce at the beginning of the year. She questioned what to buy an exiting in-law for Christmas and how to deal with this charade around her grandchildren (who are not informed of the upcoming parental split).

A couple may be hoping that the holiday season will patch up any holes in their relationship. The magic of Christmas does not extend to fixing a broken marital partnership.

The holidays can shine a spotlight on problems that are bubbling up just under the surface. Busy day to day activities with a packed schedule can mask issues that are not being addressed. When one or both have long job commutes or kids with jammed agendas, this enables a couple to pretend that everything is okay.

When interacting with each other (or attempting to avoid it) during holiday time off from work, spouses can feel empty inside.

When holidays are lonelier being married than they ever were when single, this is a warning that something needs to be done. Holidays can be the big wakeup call that you really do not want to be with your partner for the next set of holidays the following December.

After a few excruciating New Year’s Eves with her husband, a woman thought over their relationship.  Coming to the realization that she did not ever want to be alone with him, pushed her into ending her marriage. Although now divorced, her solo New Year’s Eves are something she anticipates rather than dreads.

The holidays are over and people are thinking about New Year resolutions or changes that they want to make in their lives.

This introspection is one reason that divorce solicitors and mediators are extra busy in January and February. Feeling hollow and that the holidays were lacking something, can point that all is not well with an area in life. If things are going fine at work, with kids and so forth, then look at your marriage.

Some spouses do not see that they are avoiding each other by participating in a whirlwind of holiday events.

People that are only staying together for the sake of the kids may find holidays extra challenging.

A parent who was trying to stay married until at least her youngest daughter was close to going to uni planned a cruise over Christmas. Yes, she only had to be with her spouse in a festive group setting, but the cruise only slightly delayed the inevitable. She filed for divorce the following February long before her target date.

The holiday cruise was merely a distraction from her toxic marriage, not a solution.

The holidays may have highlighted some hidden issues, so see if your relationship can be salvaged. Talk to your spouse about your relationship to determine if they are also having questions or issues. Some do this when walking which makes it easier to open up without having to make eye contact.

Others may choose to discuss their relationship at the pub or over a glass of wine. If things are not resolved, consider marital counselling.  If your spouse refuses to do so, then go alone.

If you get a divorce this year, The Divorce Magazine has plenty of suggestions how to have happy holidays when single.

ABOUT WENDI

Wendi Schuller is a nurse, hypnotherapist and is certified in Neuro-linguistic Programing (NLP).

Her most recent book is The Global Guide to Divorce and she has over 200 published articles.

She is a guest on radio programs in the US and UK. Her website is globalguidetodivorce.com.

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Divorce, Suicide and Why not to go it Alone – A Divorce Story

Charis Rooks
Charis Rooks
Author and Speaker

It is so easy to not be truthful when you are hurt.

I remember telling someone I’m good, this divorce isn’t nothing to me I have been there done that. Unfortunately that was far from the truth and ultimately it led to attempted suicide.

I internalized all my hurt and pain because that what a strong woman is supposed to do right?

It’s a sign of weakness in our society to ask for help or to show that we are human and we hurt.

I actually have a name I created for this specific time in my life. I was no other than the “Great Pretender”.

Have you ever met the Great Pretender? Better yet are you living the life of The Great Pretender right now? Well just in case you are wondering who she is here are a few clues to see if you know her.

The Great Pretender will smile daily and seem always be positive, she encourages others, and even sets the bar as far as accomplishments and goals. She smiles and seems as if she has truly overcome her trials.

Occasionally she will get upset but very rarely and she always seems to get it back together. But when she is around you feel something isn’t right. She says the right things and she has it together but something still just isn’t right. She has trained herself to be the Great Pretender. Not because she wants to lie no it’s just the opposite.

Our society in many cases will tell those who are broken that there is no place for them.

If you’re broken you are weak and if you are weak you are not normal until you fix it. If you are broken in our society today you are looked down on as either in pity, charity, and at times alienated. You are told things such as oh it’s just a divorce you will get over it, or we all have been through it just start a new relationship and move on.

Attempting suicide and divorceBut then that day comes when you come to work and you hear the Great Pretender isn’t ok, she has had a breakdown or just hit rock bottom, maybe even attempted suicide, or even worse she took her life.

You pity her and don’t understand why she is going through what she is going through. Why did she lie and what good did it do her? You learn later that she didn’t sleep much or all she can do is sleep from her depression.

She is sick to her stomach daily and when she looks in the mirror she sees the reflection of a stranger possibly even a monster as I did myself. She is lonely even when surrounded by a crowd of people who love her.

Her relationships are not real and the life she created for you to see is really not her life.

However what everyone fails to see is that she is pretending because she is in so much pain spiritually, emotionally and physically. She has trapped herself in a box to a point where she starts to panic because she can’t breathe. She gives her all and helps everyone else and then the days begin to come when she believes the statement “no one can help me.”

However that is a lie there is help.

Now I can speak of myself because when I was about to attempt suicide this is the box that I was in. I was in the box that I created and I felt at one time I could not find my way out. If you ever hit this point stop whatever you are doing and seek help.

If you feel as if you may harm yourself call the suicide prevention line in your area and speak to someone.

Be honest with them and tell them you need help. Also seek professional help from those who are willing and able to help you. If you were like me and cannot afford it call anyways and talk to someone.

In my case I could not afford professional services as a single mother when I called, but a therapist referred me to a program that was free of charge.

Once I was able to afford therapy I had already built a relationship with the therapist who referred me. So I started my therapy with someone I felt had my best interest at heart.

Once you speak up you will soon realize that your help is already there, you just need to ask for it. Your strength will come when you ask for the help that you need.

ABOUT CHARIS

After her second divorce, Charis decided that it was time to do something not only for herself but also for other women going through similar struggles.

As a survivor of divorce, Charis knows all about the lies and confusion that come with divorce. Though divorce does eventually end, the emotional scars and stress that come with a difficult divorce do not.

Charis is passionate about speaking the truth to women who are caught in the endless cycle of struggle after divorce and she encourages them to share their stories to help provide not only counseling for themselves but also support for others.

Charis does not limit her time to Draw for Women but also reaches out in other ways.

She is an accomplished and published author, having penned God Rarest Diamonds: A Proverbs Life after Divorce Devotional for women and Coming Soon- The 30 Day Life after Divorce Prayer Challenge for Women, which provides encouragement, support, and spiritual enlightenment to those who are struggling, helping readers bring peace to their life journeys. In addition to Draw for Women and writing,

Charis has a personal life that is as full as her professional life.

Charis is married to a wonderful man and is the mother of two talented and beautiful daughters.

Charis earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Business Technical Management with a concentration in Small Business and Entrepreneurship- Magna Cum Laude in Spring of 2016 and is currently pursuing her MBA.

When she is not working or studying, Charis loves to read, write, and travel. Charis is a dedicated individual who wants nothing more than to share her ideas, experiences, and knowledge to help other women who are struggling with divorce to become comfortable with themselves and with the state of their lives again. 

Facebook: http://facebook.com/draw4women

Twitter: Charis Rooks @draw4women

Instagram: Draw4Women

How to Deal with Divorce in the Workplace – A Divorce Story

Charis Rooks
Charis Rooks
Author and Speaker

I have divorced twice and in that I have had two totally different experiences.

After my first divorce I remember going into my boss’s office with my supervisor and a couple other staff members to ask for a few days to recoup. In that meeting I was informed that what I shared in that room would stay in that room, so I opened completely up and told everything and I mean every little detail.

Well a couple days later when I returned I was bombarded with questions of what happened, am I ok, awkward stares, glances that resembled a look of pity, and of course gossip. I remember that day wishing that there was another way I could have gone to my supervisors unidentified to ask for time off to recoup.

I was now humiliated and my trust now for those in that room at my job was broken along with my life that was already feeling broken.

Can you imagine going through a divorce and now having such a humiliated feeling that you decide to leave your job?

Well that happened to me  I had to leave because that feeling sickened me daily as if I was so powerless over my life I had to have a pity party thrown by people every day who really didn’t know me outside of work.

Don’t get me started on the gossip, it was so out of hand I became severely depressed.  The best way I can describe how I felt after these two life changing events was like two unstable molecules ready to react at a moment’s notice.

My advice to you is use wisdom and discernment in what you share especially those who are not close to you.

Your job is your professional workplace and the best advice I can give you is this.

If you are uncomfortable with a stranger at work finding out intimate details about your divorce do not do as I did and sit with multiple people to share these details at work.

Do not underestimate the destructive havoc that gossip can impose on your life in the workplace setting.

ABOUT CHARIS

After her second divorce, Charis decided that it was time to do something not only for herself but also for other women going through similar struggles.

As a survivor of divorce, Charis knows all about the lies and confusion that come with divorce. Though divorce does eventually end, the emotional scars and stress that come with a difficult divorce do not.

Charis is passionate about speaking the truth to women who are caught in the endless cycle of struggle after divorce and she encourages them to share their stories to help provide not only counseling for themselves but also support for others.

Charis does not limit her time to Draw for Women but also reaches out in other ways.

She is an accomplished and published author, having penned God Rarest Diamonds: A Proverbs Life after Divorce Devotional for women and Coming Soon- The 30 Day Life after Divorce Prayer Challenge for Women, which provides encouragement, support, and spiritual enlightenment to those who are struggling, helping readers bring peace to their life journeys. In addition to Draw for Women and writing,

Charis has a personal life that is as full as her professional life.

Charis is married to a wonderful man and is the mother of two talented and beautiful daughters.

Charis earned her Bachelor’s Degree in Business Technical Management with a concentration in Small Business and Entrepreneurship- Magna Cum Laude in Spring of 2016 and is currently pursuing her MBA.

When she is not working or studying, Charis loves to read, write, and travel. Charis is a dedicated individual who wants nothing more than to share her ideas, experiences, and knowledge to help other women who are struggling with divorce to become comfortable with themselves and with the state of their lives again. 

Facebook: http://facebook.com/draw4women

Twitter: Charis Rooks @draw4women

Instagram: Draw4Women

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New Trend in Life after Divorce

Women and Divorce
Wendi Schuller
Author of
The Global Guide to Divorce

There is a new trend after divorce when getting remarried, which is each person keeps their own home.

Some divorced folks whose subsequent marriages are in their second decade or so, claim living apart is their secret to marital satisfaction.

Keep in mind, these are people who do not have a child together who would be shuttled back and forth between two places. These couples are childless or have offspring who have flown the nest.

Why is this occurring?

In one case, a couple could not decide which location to live in. Although neither had nine-to-five jobs, they had work commitments tied to their residences.

He freelanced in London and she was an artist near Cornwall who painted exquisite landscapes. They felt that they had loads of time to decide where to live which turned out to be the key to making this work.

He spends long weekends enjoying the bucolic countryside around her cottage and she likes the excitement of a few days in London. They use their time apart for some solitude or getting together with local friends.

What surprised these two was that they had already hit upon the solution – to continue their current lifestyle permanently . When together, they are very focused on each other.

How does living in separate households work?

  • Are you both independent types who crave alone time or do not want someone around 24/7, no matter how much you are in love? One couple who each have been divorced, are both in education. He is on the faculty of a college and she is a therapist in a primary school. They live nearby in their own houses and have been together for nine years. She states that they would “Drive each other crazy” if they ever lived under the same roof.
  • Logistically is it better to have your separate places? This may be due to having to be near elderly parents or a family member with a terminal condition. Another example is when job commitments are in different places and each wants to keep their house.
  • life after divorceIt may be temporary, such as when someone has a job contract that will be finished in several months. A divorced woman with a beloved elderly cat married a divorced man who has a severe allergy to them. The cat was not going to be around much longer. She was at her condo every day to feed and be with the cat, sometimes spending the night, particularly at the end. Her husband told me that he has such respect for his wife. They knew this was a temporary set-up and the cat died six months after their marriage. This woman has no regrets since her eighteen-year-old companion lived out his final days in a familiar place.
  • Maybe one is a big city person and the other loves farm life or living in the countryside. This does not have to be an either-or situation. Living separately part-time and commuting to be with each is doable. It helps when the couple’s places are an easy drive or linked by good public transportation.
  • Two opposites may attract, yet not be able to live day-to-day with each other. A divorced woman wed a military man who was a widower. He had been married for fifty years and was used to things being done in a certain way, plus has quirks from his time in the military (extreme neatness). She is a creative artist who is oblivious to a mess and is attached to her tiny home. He bought a condo a block away and so far, this situation is working out for them.
  • Families may not mix well. I asked my divorced friend what was the happiness secret for her subsequent marriage which lasted twenty years. She replied “Because we each had our separate houses.” Bill lived forty-five minutes away near where he worked. He was active in their mutual church which was near Ellen’s house. Living part-time with Bill mostly avoided the touchy issue that his adult daughters intensely loathed Ellen. Bill doted on his daughters and could spend time with them, while sparing Ellen of this ordeal. These women were vindictive after his death so Ellen was glad to have had only a few sporadic interactions with them while married.

The majority of people want to live together when married.

For others in different situations, be creative and think outside of the box. A life coach can help devise a plan for how to be together when there are some constraints for residing in one location.

Situations change and living apart may end up be temporary.

ABOUT WENDI

Wendi Schuller is a nurse, hypnotherapist and is certified in Neuro-linguistic Programing (NLP).

Her most recent book is The Global Guide to Divorce and she has over 200 published articles.

She is a guest on radio programs in the US and UK. Her website is globalguidetodivorce.com.

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Dad, Tango and Divorce Grief

Erina Calder Certified Life Coach
Erina Calder
Certified Life Coach

When I was nine years old our family got divorced.

I say it this way because in one day our American stepmother moved back to Texas with our younger brother and sister.

Overnight, dad found himself the solo caretaker of my sister and I, in our English suburb.

He carried his grief with dignity – compartmentalizing it as best he could – to deal with later. My father kept a diary through this tough time.

After work, he also went to the bar, the theatre in London, walked in nature, golfed with his best friend and wrote avidly. He took cooking classes (I’ll never forget the gooseberry salad or the pink and blue pasta) and he eventually started dating.

He parented us through those first, tough years, steering us as best he could through his emotional exhaustion.

Grief takes a lot of energy. It can swallow up your ability to connect with even your closest family and friends – as you try and protect them from waves of emotion that you fear might sweep you away.

I became aware of my ‘coach heart’ as my sister and I watched our Dad go through his divorce grief.

As a youngster, I wanted Dad to feel better. Of course, at that time I had no idea how to help. Besides the obvious maturity deficit, my mind was swimming with preteen angst, crushes and best friend drama.

However, I welcomed opportunities to hear my father out when he was ready. As the years went on and he slowly unpacked his grief, Dad opened up at times.

Divorce GriefWe talked late into the night as we sat in old, avocado green armchairs in front of the fireplace of our home in Ireland. I relished hearing him finally vocalize his feelings about the past, and we were able to revisit some of the quirkiness of the tough years.

Dad took a long, quiet road to healing. He pushed his grief deep down and packed it away, no doubt so that he could continue to function as a parent and keep our family afloat.

As the years went by, however, he also modeled flexibility and openness to change. He took dance classes, and eventually met our beloved Sam (wife #3) in pursuit of the perfect tango partner. Yes, my friends, tango.

Eventually I became a Life Coach, working with men and women as they go through the process of divorce and tough breakups.

People can learn to handle the waves of emotion (even negative emotions) and to use the thoughts and emotions that once bothered them to help them become what they truly long to be.

As for grief, time heals us only after we face it.

Divorce grief can look like anger, denial, or depression. People forget that this is the same grief cycle as losing a beloved family member, and it can go on for a lot longer. Along with that, we often feel a host of other feelings – guilt, shame and self reproach being common to most.

These days men and women don’t have to take the long, lonely road – or bear divorce grief all alone. If you want the company of others in the same boat, there are community groups and specialized workshops out there for you.

If you prefer the luxury of privacy and individual attention, work with a Life Coach or a Counselor.

And hats off to you Dad. Tango on.

About Erina

Erina is a Certified Life Coach, author of coaching manual ‘Change Your Mind with Affirmations’, a blogger, and fine artist.

Three countries have been home. She was born in Dallas,Texas, but moved to England at five years old. (A tough transition for her accent!) The family moved again during her teen years to the beautiful fishing village of Glengarriff, Ireland, where she finished school and attended nearby University College Cork.

The day after sitting the last exam for her BA, she followed her heart back to the States, landing for a while in Boulder, Colorado.

Finally, she took root with her husband and their three children in Chagrin Falls, Ohio – “the longest I’ve lived anywhere in my life.”

Erina was Certified as a Life Coach through The Life Coach School in California, by nationally acclaimed Master Coach Instructor Brooke Castillo. She maintains “I’ve always been a coach at heart”.

Please check out her website for more info at www.acomfortablemind.com or call 440-622-0532.

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10 Heartbreaking Confessions of Divorced Parents

Ruth A. S. Nichols, M.A., M.A., CFLE p (Certified Family Life Educator, provisional)
Ruth A. S. Nichols, M.A., M.A., CFLE p (Certified Family Life Educator, provisional)

Hindsight is always 20/20.  Looking over our shoulder at the past, we can see so much more clearly what we might have done differently-one small nuance that would have changed everything.

If only we could have the clarity of perfect vision while going through divorce; the difference this could make in custody matters.

Understandably, as a parent in the midst of custody issues, there are strong feelings of grief and heartache. Often times, emotions take over. Unkind comments are exchanged. Feelings are hurt. Lapses in judgement happen, and the child is caught in the middle.

Many parents in the divorce process have experienced moments of humiliation and remorse. You are not alone. Break your silence.

The confessions below, collected from SharedParentingConfessional.com reveal the inner most thoughts of parents like you, about their divorce and custody issues.  Learn from the upsets and gain insight from 10 parents who now have the wisdom of clear-sighted vision.

Here are the heartbreaking regrets from 10 parents.  Some confessions share concern and determination to maintain their family:

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Several confessions reveal regrets. In some cases, cruel things are done or said with the intent to cause harm. When this happens, the consequences of their behaviors may not be realized until years later.  After, the children have lived their childhood without one parent.  After, one parent has lived their life without their children:

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Some confessions express utter grief and heartache at the loss of their family and in the changes that have taken place: 

Confessions of Divorced Parents

Confessions of Divorced Parents

 

NOTE: If you are considering suicide as a solution to your divorce or Family Court matter, PLEASE stop and seek help. There are many groups that offer emotional support.

USA: National Suicide Hotline: 800-273-8255

USA: 2-1-1Offers free and low-cost services and resources

USA: Emergency services: 9-1-1

UK: Hopeline, 0800 068 4141

UK: Helpline, Helpline 0800 132 737

Fortunately, a few confessions are positive.  This post reveals a transformation process that improves everything for everyone:

Confessions of Divorced Parents

 

These are the experiences of 10 parents. Now that you have the benefit and clarity of perfect vision, what would you do?  Do you regret something you have done in your divorce or custody situation?

 

About Ruth

Ruth is a Certified Family Life Educator and advocate for SharedParenting.  She works in the arena of Shared Parenting focusing on the parent/child relationship in the divorce process.

Ruth actively participates in establishing equal parenting in custody and divorce. She has authored several articles on divorce, Family Court and Shared Parenting and is a contributor at the Huffington Post. She manages 3 sites directed toward the shared parenting arena and created a survey evaluating parents’ experience in Family Court.

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An Open Thank You Letter To My Stepmom

An Open Thank You Letter To My Stepmom
Meara Mosny

Dear stepmom,

You don’t get enough credit. After all, mixed family environments can be really tricky.

There are a lot of components, emotions, and confusion at play, especially when there is divorce involved.

So, although you are not my mother by birth, you have grown to be a confidant, a friend, and someone who knocks some sense into me when I need it the most.

I feel sort of bad for Cinderella, honestly, because a stepmom like you is one of the most wonderful blessings on Earth. So, to my “other mother,” here are some thanks that are long overdue:

Thank you for loving me unconditionally.

We have had our fair share of ups and downs, and of course, it took some adjusting when you entered my life. However, you have never failed to make me feel welcomed and loved, just as a mother should. You’ve been here for some of my most sensitive moments, especially the bratty teenage years.

You honestly deserve a medal for that one.

Thank you for supporting me in all that I do.

Whenever I have a school event or special occasion, I know that I’ll always find you in the front row, clapping, laughing, and probably crying. If I get good news, I know that you’re just a phone call away to congratulate me and ask about all the little details. You’re one of my number-one fans, and it definitely doesn’t go unnoticed.

Thank you for making me a part of your family.

Well, let’s state the obvious: I didn’t come out of your womb. Sometimes, though, it’s easy to forget that that’s the case. From day one, you have always thought of me as one of your own, and often, people are surprised to find out that I’m actually not. Maybe our little quirks and mannerisms have rubbed off on each other.

Thank you for listening.

In our crazy world and our crazy lives, it’s easy to get swept away in the stressful current. But at the end of the day, even if times get tough, I know that you will always listen, give advice, and talk to me about anything without any sort of judgment. Whether it’s big or small, you’re there. And you’re not afraid to call me out on my bullsh*t either, which is a blessing in disguise.

Thank you for loving my dad.

open-thank-letter-stepmomMaybe I should say “putting up with” rather than “loving” (just kidding, Dad).

Although we all have our moments, my dad included, you know just how to handle him, support him, and give him a little kick in the pants.

You have given him unconditional love that he needs and deserves, just as you’ve done with me and with the rest of our family.

You’ve served as a “middle man,” not only to settle anything at hand, but to unite us and teach us all about the important things in life.

Stepmom, I am so grateful that you stumbled into my life. I never would’ve imagined that we would be as close as we are today, but I am so thankful that things worked out the way they did.

We always say that everything happens for a reason, and in this case, that couldn’t be more true: although we may not be related by blood, we are related by soul. I truly feel as though you were meant to be in my life, and I’m very glad that you are.

I love you, “other mother,” through thick and thin. Thank you for all that you do.

About Meara

Meara is a senior from Le Moyne College, located in Syracuse, New York, pursuing a Bachelor of Science in Marketing.

She works with Heights Global Marketing, Le Moyne’s student-run marketing firm, as well as Father Champlin’s Guardian Angel Society, a non-profit organization which provides educational and social support for low income and refugee families within the Syracuse community. 

In her free time, Meara pursues her passion of music, having participated in several vocal and theater groups on campus. 

She has also been previously published, both in print and with The Odyssey Online. 

After graduation, she hopes to travel and put her writing and business skills to good use, ideally to benefit the less fortunate in various parts of the world.

 This article originally appeared on Odyssey
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My Lights went Out

Carly Israel
Carly Israel

I found myself Googling, “Should I stay for the kids.”

I begged God to tell me what to do. I cried daily as I walked around my perfect house. Six years of marriage counseling, three beautiful boys, no black eyes, no adultery, no gambling and I was dying inside, every day.

I never knew how lonely one could be in a marriage, lying in bed next to each other, not touching, on our phones, like passing ships.

He was a kind man and a good father. How I hungered for connection and wanting. Quiet clenching jaws and pleading ignored. But we had these little kids and divorce would destroy them. And divorce would destroy him.

So I would stay. I chose to stay, over and over. And each day, a little piece of me died.

Sitting across from my two besties, they looked at me and said, “Your light went out.” And that was all I needed. I was trying to stay for the kids, for him and in the process I lost myself. Against the advice of family and friends, I left my perfect life and chose me.

And what has become is a beautiful mess.

No more secrets, no more wrapping paper, no more perfect Facebook posts. The legal process of divorce was brutal and living all together while trying to sell our dream home tested every fiber of my being, but the only way out of this sh#t tunnel was through. And through I have travelled.

My boys are thriving and their life might not look the way we had planned and I had dreamed, but they have a mother who shines from within, once again. I was told many years ago to always find the gifts, that I must find the gifts in every situation, that it would be my salvation. Oh and there are many gifts to be found.

10 gifts of a messy divorce: (in no specific order)…

  1. You get to really, truly know your ex
  1. You get closer to God
  1. Your real friends will be all who is left
  1. The guilt over making the decision will be removed, completely
  1. You’ll be in the best shape of your life from the daily pounding on the Stairmaster or treadmill or pavement
  1. No more fights over how you load the dishwasher
  1. You’ll discover how resilient you truly are
  1. You’ll write more, read more, cry more and dig deeper than you have ever before
  1. You’ll know exactly what to pay attention to in your next relationship, exactly what matters
  1. After the money, the custody, the schedules, the legal bills, the lost relationships and words of anger are removed the authentic you will be all that is left

If you put a gun to my head in those brutal, gut-wrenching months of back and forth between my heart and my mind, I always knew what I would do. When I looked in the mirror, I always saw the truth. We can hide it in a picture, or mask it in a post, but the mirror never lies and when we live our life with authenticity, mistakes and beautiful messes all that is left is the light.

And after that decision was made, and the next one and the next, I heard what I needed to hear from my very favorite author:

“Go, even though you love him.
Go, even though he is kind and faithful and dear to you.
Go, even though he’s your best friend and you’re his.
Go, even though you can’t imagine your life without him.
Go, even though he adores you and your leaving will devastate him.
Go, even though your friends will be disappointed or surprised or pissed off or all three.
Go, even though you once said you would stay.
Go, even though you’re afraid of being alone.
Go, even though you’re sure no one will ever love you as well as he does.
Go, even though there is nowhere to go.
Go, even though you don’t know exactly why you can’t stay.
Go, because you want to.
Because wanting to leave is enough.”

About Carly

Carly Israel: single mother of 3 growing boys, sober warrior, forever student of life and a beautiful mess doing her best to spread the light in this world.

Divorce Story – Living with my Estranged Son

Lisa Boeck-Jenkins
Lisa Boeck-Jenkins

There are 357 mothers here today and I am the only one who has a son who is not talking to her. I am the only mother who has gone an entire year whose son refuses to speak with her.

I am the only one.

There is not one other mother here in this position. I would see her if she were here. She would have tears bursting out of her sinus, and she would be right next to me. She would be struggling to the front to get a glimpse of the soul she nurtured and raised.

She is granted one glimpse due to public access and that is what she would have come here for today. We would find one another if she were here. She and I would block out the staring eyes of pity together. We would stand stronger as two instead of just one if she were here today.

But she is not here, I am alone in this pain and hurt. No one in this packed football field knows how this feels.

I am up as close as the pushing elbows would allow me access. There are only five or six names left to go before the name that I chose in the hospital 18 years ago is called. My throat is dry and the tears have blurred my vision to the point I am seeing three of everything.

I wiped the snot and tears with my sleeve as well as possible, clearing the triple vision in time to see my son.

He was smiling his wide confident smile that I saw every day for seventeen of his eighteen years. His bright blue eyes were gleaming with laughter as his friends yelled and cheered him on as he approached the head of the school board.

His cap was slightly falling to the right, he carried himself with a sense of confidence, and walked with the stride of a man. This is the day where he leaves his childhood behind. This is the day he enters the real world.

I held my breath, afraid to blink, and took a crystal clear photograph that will be archived in my memory. I can place this image at the top of his album of memories that I collected over the last seventeen years. This is what I worked so hard for the last seventeen years, this I have in common with the other 357 mothers here today.

We all were given the job of raising our sons to the best of our ability so that we can turn them loose to the world as men at the age of eighteen.

He took his diploma and shook the hand of the respected school official with a firm grasp.

This is my son. He is confident, funny, and has been blessed with my long eyelashes. This is my son that I prayed with every night until the day I had to leave the home I built. This is my son who just got his high school diploma. This is my son that graduated with honors.

This is my son that I helped with homework, took to his sporting practices, and made cookies for every week. This is my son that won’t talk to me, that will not return my calls, tears up my letters, doesn’t open my emails, and I fear I have lost forever.

This is my son that I miss and love.

I don’t think he saw me in the crowd. It is probably a good thing because the sight of me may wipe the joy off of his face. I did not come here today to ruin his day and make him angry. I came here to see the product of my years of work as a mother, and to send him my love through the atmosphere. This day is for him, and I am proud of him.

I watched his distinctive walk as he headed back to his seat among the sea of red and white caps. My chest is going to explode and I cannot hold this back much longer, I know it is time for me to leave. I elbowed my way through the crowd of parents with intruding cameras, siblings, aunts, uncles, grandparents, and joyful faces. I can’t look at anyone, I can’t talk to anyone, and I know that it is vital that I leave at once.

I am the only one walking along the track towards the exit. There are still stragglers filtering in to catch the last few minutes of the ceremony. The families will all gather for photographs after the caps are tossed into the air. They will meet for supper together, they will bring gifts for the graduate, and they are lucky.

I am the only one.

My car is my goal. My car is my refuge, and will take me away from this hurt. My car is my escape, and I can see it at the end of the crowded lot. I keep my eyes on its shining windows, and one step at a time I keep moving towards the place of safety that it offers. The sun is blinding my tear filled vision and time is moving one second at a time.

My hands are shaking as I unlock the door to sanctuary. I get in the seat and I am hit with a flush of hot stifling air. The hot stagnant air comforts me as it envelops me like a warm hug. I relax and let myself fall apart. There are no eyes watching me in the hot car as I allow myself to be a mess for all that is lost.

My heart hurts so much, it feels like it has been ripped open with a serrated knife for no reason and I continue to cry.

I am the only one suffering from a bleeding heart in the hot car on her son’s graduation day. I am the only one out of 357 mothers here today who is leaving early and alone.

I am the only one.

About Lisa

Lisa Boeck-Jenkins is a mother, photographer, artist,(BFA from the University of Utah),writer, speaker, and founder of an organization that works to bring awareness and assist victims of digital domestic abuse and cyber stalking.

She found herself when she lost everything and works to encourage and inspire others. She believes in the power of the story. Every story is a miracle that someone has been waiting to receive.

www.facebook.com/ssofamerica

 

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Divorce Story – The Music of Missing Me

Lisa Boeck-Jenkins
Lisa Boeck-Jenkins

My mouth is dry and my heart is thumping in my chest.

I know he feels the same way because I can feel his rapid heartbeat from two feet away. Jaw clenched as he is chews on his lower lip and his eyes are glazed off into the distance.

He wants me here for this, yet he has a protective barrier surrounding him demanding silence. In our silence we both remember. Two separate stories formed from the pain of missing one another.

I watch him take a deep breath as he prepares to confront his nerves and fears. He looks taller and sturdier in his shoes every time I see him. The sparkle of life has returned to his eyes after a long period of hibernation.

He grabbed his guitar with confidence and determination as he took the stage. I am filling my lungs with as much air as they can hold as I pull my shoulders back and try to follow the example has just been set for me. I hold my head up and stand tall as I walk to my seat.

His cheeks have a rosy glow, and I am the only one who knows this is a symptom of his nerves. Yet he holds himself steady while he takes focused control of his environment on the stage.

He appears remarkably calm compared to the way I am feeling with my tight chest bursting with emotions that desperately need to be released.

He is playing the guitar on a stage with a group of critical eyes examining his every move and assessing his technique. His fingers are moving with quick precision and skill acquired from the endless hours of practicing in his room alone.

His eyes begin to move into that magical land where true genius can emerge and masterpieces are made. He is allowing his soul and the music to dance opening the angelic door where miracles have permission to manifest.

The Music of Missing Me
He is playing Jimmy Hendrix like a true rock star

I can no longer hold back the tears, I don’t have a tissue, and I don’t care.

I can feel every minute of him playing and practicing in his room alone while he was missing me and wondering what happened to his family. He would bleed his pain into each strum of the strings and this is how he found a way to continue another day without me.

In every note and every chord the music of missing me fills the room with harmony. The judges tap their feet and nod their heads to the beat as the music gently touches their souls.

As he plays he is shedding his pain and is opening the door to receive love and joy in his heart once again.

He is playing Jimi Hendrix like a true rock star, he is playing with his heart and the joy of music fills the air. He has a gift, he is strong, and he is embracing this moment. He doesn’t know how good he is, but he has faced his fears and he has found a way to overcome his pain.

He is spectacular, and he is my son.

The guitar that held my sons pain has given him the miracle of beautiful music. It is the music of missing me.

There he stood before me Looking taller and stronger as he took the stage His cheeks tinted with a rosy glow A sign of nerves only I would know

The painful places that led to today Alone in his room he learned to play The chords and notes navigated his way Teaching him how to live without me one more day.

With every note a tear became a tune In his pain and loss, standing alone He is playing the music of missing me The harmony and medley Of what his family used to be.

The crowd tapped their feet In the space where genius and tragedy meet. A masterpiece is made As the pain of yesterday begins to fade.

His soul and music danced Giving a miracle a chance Opening the angelic door

To let go of what was before.

The music of missing me Danced on the stage for the judges to see Healing had finally begun. For myself and for my son.

This is the music of missing me. This is the song of me missing my son.

 

Lisa Boeck-Jenkins is a mother, photographer, artist,(BFA from the University of Utah),writer, speaker, and founder of an organization that works to bring awareness and assist victims of digital domestic abuse and cyber stalking.

She found herself when she lost everything and works to encourage and inspire others. She believes in the power of the story. Every story is a miracle that someone has been waiting to receive.

www.facebook.com/ssofamerica

www.soulsistersofamerica.wix.com/soulsistersofamerica

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