Allow me to sum up.
Once upon a time, there was a girl. She was really no different than the other girls of her generation; she had a plan for her life (mostly), and it included doing all of those things one is "supposed" to do - she went to college, did a little travel, found a boy and got married, fell into a job she liked...and like everyone else, she settled in for the long haul. She assumed that, like the other women in her family, she would walk down the path of "the married" - you know - that life template that goes:
1) love,
2) marriage, and then
3) baby in the baby carriage.
1) love,
2) marriage, and then
3) baby in the baby carriage.
Well, mostly, anyway. It was never the plan to be the next June Cleaver, but the larger life building blocks were supposed to be the same. Enter the dramatic plot twist, wherein the girl ends up beat down, broken, and divorced - completely derailed from "the plan", and you're pretty much caught up to present day, minus the gory details.
Obviously, this girl is me, and this here blog is my therapy. I've spent a few years licking my wounds and trying to figure out what the hell happened (all the while hoping things would right themselves with the original plan). And then one day I woke up, and realized that I had built a whole contingency in the back of my head; that I was psychologically OK with walking down a different path. That is where you find me today.
I'm standing with my toes hanging over the precipice, ready to embark on this new, completely unconventional plan, and it is my hope that writing it down will help me find my own "happily ever after".
Obviously, this girl is me, and this here blog is my therapy. I've spent a few years licking my wounds and trying to figure out what the hell happened (all the while hoping things would right themselves with the original plan). And then one day I woke up, and realized that I had built a whole contingency in the back of my head; that I was psychologically OK with walking down a different path. That is where you find me today.
I'm standing with my toes hanging over the precipice, ready to embark on this new, completely unconventional plan, and it is my hope that writing it down will help me find my own "happily ever after".
