I always heard that song by Mark Chesnutt when I was younger and I thought it was a catchy tune. Well…now that I've gone through the "Big D" let me just say…I'd much rather go to Dallas in July on horseback from South Florida without a saddle! Divorce was not fun or easy for me. When I FINALLY came to terms with the fact that divorce was the best option for us (8 months after we separated), I had a peace with everything. I am the type of person that takes my time figuring out what is best in a situation, however once I make up my mind, I'm done. No questions asked…no going back.
When we first started talking about divorce, everything was very ugly. My husband insisted that he was going to take half of everything that I had. He had run up tons of debt and it was all in my name because he had very poor credit. He told me he would leave me with all of the debt. I was terrified because I thought that even though he had cheated, there might be a way this could happen since I was the primary source of income for our family.
Fortunately, he came to his senses (or his attorney helped him come to his senses) and we were able to sit down one night over dinner and discuss everything and split it all up. I did not break away free. I ended up having to split his debt 50/50 with him, and his portion is still in my name although he is court ordered to put it in his. I have gotten lots of flack for this from friends and family but at the end of the day, he simply could not afford it on his own and I could not leave it all to him.
At the end of it all, we were divorced in less than 2 months, I owed my attorney almost $4,000 (for what, I'll never know since I did all of the negotiating with my husband and she literally had her legal assistant type up the decree) and I was ready to be a single woman…or so I thought.
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