by Deanna King
Socrates once said, “The secret of change is to focus all of your energy, not on fighting the old, but on building the new”.
It took me years to face my fears and make a difficult, albeit necessary, decision. Fifteen years to be exact. Though my journey was far from easy, I built a happy new life by looking forward to the future and didn’t look back. So far, I survived 100% of my worst days. Here’s my story.
It was time for a change
It was a long time coming, and finally, I knew it would happen. I asked for a divorce. It was time and I was no longer afraid to leave. I was scared of the inevitable consequences, but knew with certainty I would cease to exist if I stayed. I began the overwhelming process required to separate myself from him weeks earlier; I closed bank accounts, obtained my own automobile insurance and took his name off the service contracts for our rental property. A stressful undertaking, overall to keep what I was doing a secret, but I was not to be talked out of my plan to be free.
Our divorce was final the day after our fifteenth wedding anniversary, which conveniently made the date easy to remember. On my own, the only people I knew were my co-workers and ex-husband’s family. The people in my office were mostly married with lives that did not fit into my new world as a single mom with three kids. His family, for obvious reasons, did not continue our relationship once our marriage fell apart.
Who gets the friends?
During my fifteen year marriage, I did not have my own friends, like a best girlfriend or whatnot. My closest female friend was the wife of my ex-husband’s dearest friend. Our children were good friends too. What a convoluted mess. As he told ‘his story’ first, and I am certain I came off as the villain, he kept the friends and I was out. Problem solved.
My ex-spouse convinced me throughout our marriage that the only reason I had friends was because I was married to him. I was “unlikeable” on my own, he said, and let me know often I was not “good enough”. My confidence was shot after so many years of emotional abuse – I believed him.
I found my way
Several months after the divorce, I took a courageous and uncharacteristic first step. I put on my “going out” clothes and headed to a club…by myself. I met new people, laughed and talked, and can you believe it, I made friends! It was only then I realized people actually like me! This one small step (not so small for me) changed my life. My happy self returned, and so did my smile. Even my children commented I seemed happier. I stayed far too long in an unhappy situation for the sake of the kids, unaware they felt my underlying misery. I thought I covered my sadness well, but clearly my children picked up the negative vibes.
A new life
I boldly pushed ahead for many years, intent on creating a good life for my family of four. The road was not easy, especially financially, but we weathered the rough patches together. I worked hard, upgraded my skills, and landed higher paying jobs which ultimately led to homeownership and a new car. I learned to fix things around the house and did the yard work on my own. I did not need a man to take care of me.
The best is yet to come
I dated over the years, careful for the most part not to give my heart away. Moving on is easy if you don’t allow love to be part of the equation. It was not until twenty-four years after my divorce that I was finally ready for a closer relationship. I met a patient and kind man who moved slowly, willing to give me the time I needed to open my heart to him. He loves me unconditionally for exactly who I am. And he shows me every day how much he cares in many different ways. And you know what? I deserve that. We all do.
I find myself amazed that after I turned 50, my life took a wonderful turn, not downhill, and not ‘over-the-hill’. My life is now better than ever, more complete, and filled with fun and surprises at every turn. I am not at all old – in fact, I am just getting started.
The bottom line
Change is scary…incredibly scary. But sometimes it’s the best option for all involved. I was frozen in place for a long time; once I made the decision to make a change I forged ahead and ultimately found strength I had no idea I possessed.
If you need to make a life change, don’t let the opinions of others determine how you feel about yourself. Know your capabilities and move forward with confidence. Somehow, one way or another, things work out. If I can do it, I know you can too.
About Deanna King
Although Deanna might not have been Texas born, that is where she grew up, so she considers herself a good old Texas gal! Since her junior year in high school, her ambition was to be an author. However, she ended up married at a young age and started a family. Her real life delayed, she buried her writing career dreams. But there was a plan, and it played out when a chain of events unfolded and brought her right back to writing and her passion. She currently has four published works in her Jack West detective series. She also wrote a young adult fantasy/time travel novel (Saving A Sioux Legacy) and even a children’s book (Gracie’s Stories). Deanna feels as if she is one of the rare lucky ones who has seen her dreams reach full circle, from wanting to be a writer, to becoming a full-time, full-fledged author. Dreams do come true. And as her husband says, “Just wind her up and watch her go.” Her website is DeannaKingWriting.com. she’d love for you to visit.
Originally posted 1/23/2020