Divorce

In February 2012 I was officially divorced. It was a long time coming. The ex-wife had already quit years before, the first time she threatened me with divorce. I fought it and each time it came up I became less respectable as a man, more angry and not a nice person to be around. I probably ruined my children’s heads and given only one out of five talk to me that’s pretty solid hypothesis. By the time marriage was done I was nothing, a loser who was going after multiple college degrees for what I thought was a purposeful field, water resource management. I figured I could at least do something good. However the divorce destroyed me emotionally. One day I went to my favorite hiking location on Sandia Mountain outside Albuquerque with the intention of never returning. The Universe made that not happen, a story for another day, and I started therapy with a man who eventually became a friend and is no longer needed as a therapist.