Angry Birds
The World According To Kiki & J-Fed
It seems like just yesterday I was asking myself "Should I Divorce Him?"
In reality, it's been almost four years. I guess time flies when you're having fun. Sadly, I now look around at many of my friends -- and years later they're in the same boat. Miserable. Depressed. Trapped. Despondent. It's a bad place to be.
Unfortch for my nearest and dearest, divorce is not an option. Some can't stomach the thought of being apart from their children for even a day, a valid concern if I'm ever heard one. Others can't financially cut it. They worry about being unable to support themselves without a second income. Then there are others who worry that they'll never find someone else, that the market is oversaturated with married men. Um, not so much. With one in every two marriages ending in divorce, there are plenty of fish in the sea. Whether they stink or not is a whole 'nother story.
When I heard about the trials of a troubled marriage, my stomach aches. I remember those pains as if it were yesterday. The uncertainty. The sadness. The turmoil. The anger. Ah yes, the anger. Of all the emotions that remain freshest in my mind, anger is first and foremost.
I remember yelling, ranting, raving, screaming as if it were my job. And as a jilted woman in a failed marriage, I guess it kind of was. A good friend of my is currently going through a split from her man of seven years. One look at her, and you would think she had suffered the most debilitating blow one could suffer. It's as if she's in mourning for the death of her relationship.
She's invested time, money, emotion. Over the years, she's poured blood, sweat and tears into making a future with this person. She's left asking herself what the hell happened. It breaks my cold, black heart to see her this way. I've suggested she seek out penile therapy to help resuscitate her broken heart, but she's showed no interest.
Screw being sad. I told her she needed to explore the upside of anger. Instead of waxing poetic about how freaking devastated she is about losing her love, she should think about the shitstorm that's become her life, no thanks to that "special someone."
She should think of how she financially made herself the sacrificial lamb so his dreams could come true. She should think of all the things she did to help make HIS house a home. She should think about all of the times she went above and beyond to create perfect holidays, vacations, birthdays. She should think about the fact that all of this went unappreciated. AFTER SEVEN YEARS.
If anyone should have a seven-year itch, it's her… a seven year itch to kick his ass to the curb. Now, THAT is the upside of being angry,
