The “About Me” seems a fitting introductory post. I’ve longed for an outlet to write about this experience, writing being my primary method of processing and documenting. And so it begins, in secret to an extent for safety, because divorce is ugly and takes turns no one ever saw coming. But divorce, at least I’m finding for me, has also become a thorough purge. What was in the dark has been pushed into the light and I no longer carry the burden alone. No corner has not been probed and stripped and while that is painful on every level, the result is that layers of suffocating grime has been scraped away so that I can breathe again. A work in progress, a restoration of sorts, is occurring and I’m actually starting to believe that what it uncovers is worthy.