No, Yeah, I'm Getting Divorced.

I'm not okay, but I will be.

No, we weren’t married. But we were together for almost 13 years. Our lives were (are) intertwined in such a way that cannot be undone with a conversation and some moving boxes. You call it what you want, I’m calling it a divorce.

If you didn’t know, I’m sorry that you’re finding out this way. There is no one to hate. There are no lines in the sand. There are no sides. There are just two people, who love each other very much, but…

I honestly don’t know what to put after the but.

I’m living in the ellipsis and I have no idea how to process this - let alone process it publicly - but I do know I need to document whatever comes next, and however the fuck I manage to get from here to there.

FYI (with love)

• I am not looking for advice. Love and support are welcome, advice is not.

• Kindly respect our privacy. No questions about what happened or why. If I want you to know, you’ll know.

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