I survived my first holiday season post-divorce and completely single.
And it mostly looked/felt like this:
(Which is only appropriate considering I feel like I am Robin Scherbatsky incarnate)
Now, let’s play a game called ‘Holiday Highlights with #hashtags ‘:
Receiving word 6 days before Christmas that my divorce is 100% finalized. (This actually *sounds* a lot more reliving/fun/exciting than it is).
#CueSuperCuteMentalBreakDownAtRestaurant
Watching the spike in engagements and baby announcements/births on Facebook. #ANiceConstantReminderThatYourLifeIsAtAStandstill
Learning that a close family member, who is getting married this year, has chosen my wedding song as their wedding song.
#StartTheWineIVNowPlease
My mother telling me, in front of all the family, that I’m a terrible Dog-Mom #GladImNotPlanningOnHavingKidsBecauseObviouslyISuck
Being sick. Repeatedly.
#IfFeelingEmotionallyShittyWasntEnoughLetsAddSnot
Inevitably and irrevocably missing those who are no longer around for the holidays… #DeathSucksEnoughSaid
The resurgence of insomnia.
#LetsAddDarkCirclesToYourHolidayApparelYay
Walking in to Christmas Dinner and seeing the top of my wedding cake being thawed
#NothingLikeAVisualReminderOnChristmasDayOfYourDivorce
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At least I’m still alive. Here’s hoping 2014 isn’t so brutal…