I'm thanking my lucky stars today that I don't suffer hangovers - I seem to sleep them off.
My freedom party was awesome and my speech was hilarious and brilliant (even if I do say so myself).
I thanked everyone there for the kind of support they gave me - support that I never knew I needed but I so did. I am grateful to every single one of them.
Those who ranted with me, cried with me, hugged me as I sobbed, rage walked with me, sat quietly with me in contemplation, spoke gentle words to me, said prayers for me even though I'm not a believer, roared at the moon with me, put me back into line when my white hot rage started besting me, patted my head to comfort me, spooned me during the darkest times, laughed so hard our stomachs and cheeks hurt, recommended beautiful books, songs, films and works of art to inspire me.
I am so unbelievably blessed to have this army beside me IRL and the SI army here too. So blessed.
I hope to god I never have to repay these kindnesses big and small but I am ready to do it in a heartbeat.
Divorce is not what I ever wanted - it did become what I needed. I am more sure of divorcing that guy than I ever was about marrying him.
Strong But Broken was my original name here. If I signed up today it would be Blessed and Free.... and Whiskey/Whisky proof.