DIVORCING A NARCISSIST

I Won’t Let My Ex-Husband Win

He’s won every battle but he won’t win the war

Photo by Jandré van der Walt on Unsplash

He wins. Every damn time.

Each door I try to walk through, he’s built a wall behind blocking my exit. Each corner I turn, he’s left a trap for me to fall into. Each piece of rope I grab ahold of, he cuts.

All I want is a divorce. No money, no possessions, no agreements. Just a divorce.

And maybe to be 23 again.

I knew divorcing a narcissist would be hard. More than hard. Awful.

I’d read other’s stories, and I’d discussed it in forums. I knew what I was in for. I dreaded facing him so much that I delayed filing for divorce for months, trying to find the courage and the strength to take on the battle.

Eventually, I found that strength and I filed for divorce.

Cheese helped.

Then I sat back and I waited.

There was an initial uproar of him spewing hatred and venom but then, nothing.

Silence.

I carefully proceeded forward, completing the necessary paperwork and following each rule, waiting for the dragon to resurface.