In recent discussions, there’s been a growing sentiment that divorce should be viewed as a cause for celebration rather than sorrow. Advocates suggest that the conclusion of a marriage deserves cheers, akin to a fresh start rather than a farewell. I understand this perspective; I really do. Over the past few years, I’ve encountered countless individuals who have experienced divorce, and I can confidently say that for some, it truly is a cause for joy.
For many, escaping a troubled marriage can indeed feel like a rebirth, especially in cases of abuse or neglect. It takes immense courage to break free from toxic situations, and in those instances, celebrating the newfound freedom is entirely appropriate. However, for me, the idea of throwing a party for my divorce is simply unfathomable.
I recognize that I am undoubtedly better off without my ex-spouse. The divorce marked the end of enduring betrayal, dishonesty, and a profound lack of respect that threatened my mental well-being and sense of identity. Yet, it also signified the demise of dreams I had nurtured. The plans we crafted together over the years shattered into pieces, leaving behind broken promises to myself, to him, and to our children.
My Children and the Impact of Divorce
Speaking of my children, they are yet another reason I refuse to celebrate this separation. While some argue that divorce can provide stability for children who have lived amidst turmoil, that was not our experience. The early days of our divorce were particularly challenging as we navigated our new roles and identities. I remember a night when I desperately tried to persuade my ex that ending our marriage was a drastic measure for a temporary issue. I whispered through tears, “This will be devastating for the kids.” His response was dismissive, “People get divorced every day. They’ll be fine.”
Fast forward eight years, and while my children are, in many respects, okay, it hasn’t been an easy journey. The aftermath of our split left lasting impressions on their young minds. I watched helplessly as each of my four children processed the divorce in their unique ways, often overflowing with tears and frustration. We faced significant financial hardships that resulted in losing our family home. As a stay-at-home mom, I was suddenly thrust into the workforce, scrambling to find childcare and work-life balance. Family traditions evaporated, and holidays became a constant reshuffling act.
Therapy sessions ensued, school challenges arose, and I was acutely aware of the societal stigma surrounding children of divorce. Every misstep or poor grade felt like a mark against me, a reminder of my perceived failure as a parent. The emotional toll was immense. At one point, I was terrified of losing one of my children to depression. While we can’t attribute this directly to the divorce, it certainly did not help the situation.
My kids witnessed their mother battling to rise from bed on some days, burdened by the overwhelming grief of watching our family disintegrate. There were moments when I doubted my ability to overcome it all. Yet, I did rise. I moved forward, and that is what I choose to celebrate.
Celebrating Resilience and Growth
I celebrate the days when I laughed more than I cried. I celebrate my children’s growth into remarkable young adults. I celebrate the love and support I received from my incredible friends. I celebrate the resilience of our little family, which emerged from the ashes with more character than a Disney parade. And yes, I even celebrated filling out that first FAFSA all by myself.
Let me be clear: I will celebrate my journey of healing. I will celebrate the fact that I put forth every effort to salvage my marriage until it became evident that the fight was futile. I will celebrate navigating those daunting “firsts” of being a single parent. If you want to raise a glass to the progress my children and I have made since those dark days, I am all in (just make mine a dirty martini, please).
But the divorce itself? The excruciating and soul-crushing ordeal that nearly broke me? I cannot bring myself to celebrate that. I understand if you choose to celebrate your own divorce; I might even join in your festivities. But my divorce? That’s not a party I’m willing to attend.
Now, About Those Martinis
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In summary, while divorce can be a cause for celebration for some, my own experience has shown me the pain and loss that accompany it. I choose to focus on the resilience and growth that have emerged from these challenges instead.
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