Hey there! I am Gabby, a 30 year old baker, soon to be divorcee (weird as fuck to say, write, or hear) who was fully dependent on "the love of my life" I was 18, he was 28 when we first met. Freshly out of a toxic relationship with my abusive ex fiance. I packed up my entire life in California to move to Portland. We fell in love quickly, and after 4 years of dating got married.
8 years of marriage, so many ups and downs, devastating losses, fertility issues, surgeries, depression and anxiety, and here we are today.. 3 months separated, smack dab in the middle of a pandemic, racial injustice at an all time high, an incompetent president, and the world is basically a pile of burning shit.
While everything is burning all around me, I find myself gasping for air, trying to find some kind of clarity in all of this. 2020 is just one major FUCK YOU to the world, we are all out here drowning and flaying around like fish out of water. I'm sure I am just one of many casualties of 2020 divorces.
I am looking forward to having an outlet to share my story of discovering exactly who the fuck I am. Maybe someone in a similar circumstance may stumble across this and realize they are not as alone as they may think they are.
I am Gabby, a 30 year old, who is starting over, who is no longer fully dependent on "the love of my life" discovering who exactly I am in this crazy ass world.
Enjoy the ride!
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