You meet. It’s magical and perfect. Then again. And again. And each time, it’s bliss.
Nothing’s more important. Your heart races in anticipation. You want them. They want you.
You fall in love. Life is amazing.
But then, no sooner than love came, something changes. Another catches the eye of your beloved. The focus shifts. The heart you coveted is no longer yours.
You wait. You plead. You cry. You try desperately to get them back. It gets worse. Bliss is gone, with only the acidic taste of its memory. Pictures on your phone are all that remain. From back then. When you smiled. When you were together. The photos of them, with the new person, haunt your thoughts. You know they’re somewhere–together. Smiling. Laughing. You’re alone at home. You sit with a quiet that berates and spits on your soul.
All those around you tell you to let go. You’re a fool if you stay. You deserve better. Stop being miserable. Why do you do this to yourself? But you can’t. You won’t. Maybe they’ll come back to you. They don’t.
You lose them. They run to the arms of the other. Your heart is abandoned, rejected, alone. You still hope. Maybe it will change. Agony.
Then it’s formal. Final. No turning back. Your dread, a reality. We’re done. It’s over.
The pain of solitude in the wake of lost love. Unstable. Insecure. Defeated. Could you have stopped it? Done differently? Been someone else? Someone better? More fun? More sexy? Smarter? In better shape? Had more money? Would they still be here? Did I err? Why can’t they love me?
You sit in desolation. On t.v., a poorly written, low budget scene on television. It makes others laugh. But in you, it induces catharsis and tears. You’re fragile. Broken. Alone.
All that pain. All that waiting. All that time. It was for naught. You were a fool. Weren’t you?
Family law is about more than the law. It’s about more than rights and obligations. Family law is about relationships. And human beings. It’s about pain. It’s about dealing with problems in the midst of emotional devastation. It’s about surviving. It’s about the lessons that come from love gone awry. There is a future. For now, get through the moment. Just to the end of the hour. To the end of the day. Then get through tomorrow. And eventually it will be better. One moment at a time. Then be stronger. And grow. Then something better will be. And what was will be a part of you.