Post written in January 2015, around eight months after my legal divorce had become finalised.
I haven’t changed. That’s a lie. Whenever people come out of some major life changing event and claim to be the same person. It’s quite simply a lie.
It’s not possible to remain the same. Is it so shameful to have been changed by life anyway?
I, for one, am not the same person I was pre-divorce. Yes I do think I can spot a bullshitter from miles away but just because I think it doesn’t actually mean I can. In other words, I’m more cynical of what comes out of people’s mouths. I’m even more no-nonsense than what I used to be because frankly, I just wasted five years of my life and I can’t be bothered with games anymore. I don’t like to depend upon anybody as I hate the feeling of reliance.
But change isn’t always negative. I’m emotional and not necessarily in a bad way. I’ve been exposed to one of life’s most intense pains and I can feel things which I never have before. I take care of others because I don’t like to think of people being alone. I love more because I understand true love better. I watch out for those I love because I realise that it would only have taken one person asking the right question to have helped me out of a bad situation. I try to help where I can because I was once that person in need.
Life changed me…….maybe it’s not all that bad.