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I stared at the papers that I had put together, a blank look across my face as I just wanted to cry, yell scream anything to say I can’t believe it’s over.



Am I keeping my name, the name for my children, their father’s name?

Heartache that made me feel like such a failure, however I knew I hadn’t failed.



It’s not your fault so many people tell me yet I had an aunt who told me that it was my fault for my husband cheating on me.



Some people believe it as karma, but at the end of the day in a relationship where I stood faithful even after cheating of over 3 times in less than a year the pain is sharp and overwhelming. Yet I filled out the paperwork today.



Divorce. Part of my Love hangover the best part being the blessing of my children.