The divorce papers came in the mail yesterday. It is official.
Ironically signed by the judge 13 years to the day that my ex came into my life.
I am speechless for once in my life.
I haven’t told anyone.
When they came unsigned in the mail, the day before Valentine’s Day. I told someone who did a really good job making me feel like shit about something else.
This hollow feeling in my gut is like a fist.
I am going to Will’s house. He has a cigar and a bottle of wine waiting for me. Maybe I will tell him.