original date 7/18/2015 A couple days ago, my ex-husband turned 50, and I was transported backward in time to when I was still married and thought about all the great ways I would plan a memorable 50th birthday for him. It's crazy that I thought about all that long ago planning when we've been apart almost as long as we were together. Almost as quickly as the thought of the celebration entered my mind, so too did the tragic ending of my marriage. It was tragic because it could've been saved with a bit of intervention. All this time later as I have sought understanding and acceptance, I am provided with healthy opportunities to grieve the loss: the loss of potential and the loss of innocence for a 32 year old mother of 3 small children. One of my ex sisters-in-law told me at the time of the initial separation that the family had hoped I would be strong enough to handle the ex. "To handle the ex" - code for handling the effects of mental illness without...
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