Moving forward

Some might think that because I've gone through a divorce that marriage would seem scary, intimidating, or the last thing in my mind. Common advice I have been receiving is to just enjoy being single, take my time, wait a few years, just do me, and other things along those line. I get it. I get why this is people's advice to me. People do not want to see me get hurt again. People are afraid and want me to be cautious.

But who says I am not being cautious?

I have done a lot of soul searching through this whole thing. I look back on my 18 year old self and see someone who had some very skewed perceptions on marriage and what it is. I see a girl who wanted so badly to be grown up, to be in control of her life, who had herself and others convinced that she knew exactly what would make her happy. I see someone who was desperate for something secure and safe. I see someone who talked herself in and out of a lot of things based on what others perceived or may have perceived. And if I could go back and talk to that girl, do you know what I would say?
Trust yourself.
Don't worry so much about what people think, because in the end that doesn't really matter.
And let go, especially of the perfectionism.

Now, why those three things? Let me let you in to my head for a minute...

1. Trust yourself.
I knew in my gut that getting married was not the right thing at the time I got married. But I had said yes and I was so scared about what he would say, what my family would say, etc. if I were to be honest with those feelings. And on paper there was nothing wrong with us. Why shouldn't we get married? Marriage is good, right?
Well yes. With the right person it is good, in fact it can be more than good, it can be wonderful. I know this because I have seen it. I am under no illusion that marriage is rainbows and butterflies, but when you get two people who love each other and respect each other and put each other first, you can see and feel love radiating off these people, especially when they are around or talking about there significant other. Their happiness is inspiring. Hard times are not so hard when you are facing them with your best friend and companion.
So I would say, trust yourself. Because deep down I knew I was marrying the wrong person. I knew that I was not marrying my best friend... and you should marry your best friend. We all carry the answers inside of us, sometimes we just need to have the courage to look and find them.
This leads right in to number two.

2. Don't worry about what other people think so much.
Worrying about what people think of me is something I really struggle with. As a teenager I wanted so badly to be perfect. I wanted everyone else to be happy that it didn't matter what I needed, I put myself on a shelf. Always. One of the big reasons I was afraid to talk to people about what I was going through was because I was afraid of what people would think. What kind of person doesn't miss their spouse when they're gone? What kind of person was I for being unhappy in a marriage with no major problems? I just knew I was going to be judged for the way I felt that it was just easier to pretend like everything was just peachy. I literally had people tell me that we were the perfect couple, and in my head I'm like, "if only you knew how perfect we are not." "If only you knew how much hurt and guilt I am hiding".
Constantly worrying about what people would think led me to keep every ounce of hurt and guilt and sadness bottled up which was so damaging.
What kind of life is lying all the time? I have truly grown to hate lying. Even little white lies. They are so pointless. We need to stop trying to protect people from our feelings. This doesn't mean be tactless, but it does mean being honest. If you aren't wanting to talk about something, just say that. If it drives you crazy that your spouse does something, don't bottle that up, just talk to them. They love you and I guarantee they don't mean to be driving you crazy! A simple conversation could resolve it all.
If you need something, especially something emotional, tell someone. If you need space, if you need a hug, if you need more or less of anything, you should not be afraid of asking for it. Your needs matter and so do your significant other's. Be open to asking and open to receiving, and you can work together to meet each others' needs.

I am at a point with myself that I don't need anyone's permission to be happy.
I get that people won't get it, but they can ask and I will try to explain why and how I am moving forward as fast as I am. I have never loved and respected my life and self more than I do right now, and not in a conceited way. I am just very sure of who I am and what I want out of my life. I hope that people will come to see that, but even if they don't, I can't let that stop my progression.

3. I am a perfectionist. I admit it. I have accepted it. And I do not let it control my life anymore.

I have learned how to let go of this and other things through the help of a wonderful therapist, a loving God, and an amazingly insightful best friend. I was always a little but anal when it came to certain things like organization and my appearance. I hate leaving the house without makeup. My toe nails are always painted. I color code everything. I really try to be perfect in relationships and it really affects my self esteem when I'm not. I have high standards for what is acceptable for anything. And most of all I just really wanted people to think I was perfect. And how dumb is that? Because no one is perfect and that kind of thinking will make anyone Miserable. I hated myself for some time because of this thinking.
Dealing with some of these things is allowing me to move forward. I hope that if any of these things are problems for you that you will do a serious evaluation of your self and find where it is coming from. Finding the root of it allows you to change the way you think.
I have spent the last 10 months figuring out how to be happy with myself, and I feel like a polished version of who I was before the depression.
I learned to love myself when I learned how much God loves me. God works through people and he answers prayers through people and I am so grateful for the people in my life, especially my best friend.
I am so ready to move forward in my life. I know who I am. I know that God has a plan for me. I know that you may not agree with what God has planned for me, but that is okay. I know that we are meant to have joy in this life. And I know what and who brings joy into my life.
I don't need to spend years exploring my self and the world and my options in it because I know what I want. It's what I've always wanted.
And that is a family of my own. I want to be a wife and a mother. Above all else, that is my goal.

 
I have learned so many lessons from my marriage and I told you before that I promised I would learn from my past, and I have and will continue to. But we will save those lessons for the next blog post.
I guess this was a really long way to say that even though I am divorced, my goal of having a family has not changed. I have always wanted to be a mom, and in my marriage I lost that desire. But this desire has been renewed in me and I look forward to the day when my life is at a point that I can start that chapter of life. I am 100% ready to be moving forward and as I start to, I find happiness at every turn. What more could I ask for?

21 and Divorced

No one likes divorce. It is hard to talk about and it is even harder to go through, but we all know someone who has gone through it. Most of the time people just avoid talking about it, and I don't blame them. I mean, do you say I'm sorry, or congrats? Well it depends on the person. It's a very confusing subject and it is very personal and it is sad that it is such a common thing in our world today.
I'm not really sure where this is going, but I really feel like I want to share some of what I've been through and where I am at now. I don't mean to offend anyone or make light of the magnitude of divorce, but I would like to speak candidly about me.

I am in a really good place right now, and I'm not just saying that. I have worked really hard to get to where I am today. I know that I was very private through all of this, and I realize now that that may not have been the best way to deal with everything that is going on, but I didn't know how to talk about it. Because I was very private through all of this, I know that people may be surprised by 1. that I am divorced, 2. that I am not a hot mess, and 3. that I am ready to move on in life. That is a lot to accept. I get that. I know that it has been really hard for some of my family to accept, and a lot of that has to do with the fact that I never talked about how much I was hurting in my marriage, so when it came to an end, "I had not tried" in the eyes of others. If I could go back, I would have opened up to more people, but the fact remains that I suffered through this on my own, with only my Savior there to guide me. I have a great family, but they are split pretty much in half about supporting my decision to get a divorce. I say are because I know that there are still some of them who are struggling to accept my decision.
If there is one thing I could say to them though, it would be that I am happy now. I want everyone to know that I feel a huge weight lifted off my shoulders and I feel like myself again. I am happy and I haven't been able to say that honestly for a few years.
I was literally living a lie. I put on a front for the world to see because I didn't know how to talk to people. I didn't trust that anyone would understand or try to listen, and I feared what other people would think if they knew that I was not nearly as strong as I appeared to be. So many days I wished somebody would just ask me how I was really doing. I wanted so badly for someone to see that I was hurting, and that I was hiding it. I felt so alone and scared and guilty that I was unhappy in my marriage, and so many days I just wanted to have someone there who could let me cry and talk about it... but that never happened.

Looking back, I know that I gave this my all, but when it comes down to the truth, I was married to the wrong person and no amount of trying was going to bring me the type of joy I know we can experience in this life. He is a good person who loves God and tried to be a good husband. I will not speak ill of him or tell you lies to get you to think I was in the right for getting a divorce, because that doesn't matter. We were not best friends, and that is such a critical piece of a strong relationship. I never felt like I could be myself with him nor did I ever miss him when he was gone, and these were really big struggles for me. So many nights, I begged and pleaded with the Lord to change my heart, to help me control my thoughts, to help me see him as He did so that I might be able to love him as a wife should love her husband, and I felt guilty every day that I was so unhappy with our relationship. He deserved to be with someone who wanted to be there, who appreciated him and loved him with everything she had, and I just knew I couldn't give that to him.

After 2 years of marriage, I became severely depressed. And I continued to hide it from the world the best I could. He knew that there were some things wrong, but I didn't know what to say to him and I didn't trust that he would be sensitive to what I was feeling. I avoided going home. I avoided people. I avoided food. I pretty much wanted to crawl in a hole and never come out, and a lot of days I just cried and cried and cried alone. I used books as an escape from reality, and would seriously read 2-3 books per week. I lost almost 20 lbs because I just couldn't eat. I felt sick all the time and contemplated a lot of things that I am so grateful I didn't do. After a few months of this all consuming depression, I reached my breaking point. I just couldn't pretend anymore. I felt like I was breaking. So I turned to the two people I knew would always love me. My mother and God.

This experience led me to therapy where I was able to talk and be completely honest with someone. I started on an antidepressant and this literally saved me. I was able to deal with my problems without the depression crushing everything. I came to learn a lot about myself through 6 months of therapy, and am so grateful for the people that have helped me through the last year. I am not an advocate for pills because I think they are heavily over-prescribed, but there are definitely situations where they are helpful and appropriate. I am grateful that I am in a place now where I no longer need medication, and where I am confident enough in my self, my values, my truths, and my opinions to be okay with my life.

So much of my past was driven by others. I did things for other people and their perception of me. I did not want to disappoint, I did not want to be viewed as immature, and my perfectionism took control of my life. If others viewed my life as perfect, maybe it would be.
This type of thinking literally stole all joy and happiness from me.

I am not the type of person to look back in life and regret decisions or play the what if game, because I would rather learn from my past. I have learned so much and even though I know people may be hesitant to trust my judgement and choices, I have confidence in my self. I have confidence in God's plan. And I have confidence that divorce has not ruined my life. There have been lessons learned, and I promise to never forget them.