By no means, I repeat, no means should a freshly divorced chick even try to think she is ready to start dating before the ink dries on the divorce decree. Oh, so you disagree? Seriously! Listen to your girl, Fedora C. Okay. . . alright . . . I’ll talk about me right after my divorce. After the fight of and for my life, I was an emotional and financial train wreck.
Not only that, trust was a major issue. Remember Judas in the Bible? How he betrayed Jesus after being all up among the most trusted of Jesus' homeboys? Then, kapow-yow! The betrayal came, with a kiss no less. Betrayal kapow-yow is different from regular kapow-yow, because betrayal indicates that the person who betrays you was once a dearly, trusted confidant, right? (The closer the person, the deeper the wound)
And, though not seen on the outside, the scars left by divorce kapow-yow are as real as a huge keloid after a skin injury.
Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t one of those women who claimed they never saw it coming. No, I saw it coming—the whistles were blowing, the bells were ringing, the safety gates were lowered in place. But, just because you’re standing on the track, and you see the train approaching, doesn’t mean it won’t be hugely messy when the train hits. The hurt of betrayal and the uncertainty of putting yourself out there again are very real at the beginning.
You’ll work through the uncertainty and trauma, but it would be irresponsible of you, me or anybody else to take all of THAT into a new relationship.
Enough said on the sidebar topic. Back to not cryin’ in your collard greens.
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