Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
How big your brave is
–Sara Bareilles, “Brave”
I moved on Thursday last week and it’s been hitting me all weekend at random intervals: I did it. I got out. It’s done.
Then, this morning, I got in the car to go to work, the above quoted song came on, and I started to cry. There was a way out. I did let the light in.
I showed him how big my brave is. I showed myself how big my brave is.
It turns out that my brave is pretty goddamn big.
This is the hardest thing I have ever done in my whole life – and I’ve gone through some pretty shitty times – but it has taught me more about who I really am and what I’m really capable of than anything else I’ve been through. Divorce is terrible and awful and demoralizing and ghastly.
Divorce is also empowering.
I never knew I had it in me. But, GODDAMN, look at the size of my brave.