You know, when I look back on my divorce, I realise it wasn't just a painful chapter; it was a powerful teacher. I choose to remember that experience not by the hurt it caused me, but by the invaluable lessons I learned along the way.

I remember the heartbreak, but I also remember how it taught me to heal. It’s like a gardener who prunes a tree to help it grow stronger. My pain became the pruning shears that encouraged me to nurture my own growth.

When my partner left, it felt like a part of me was abandoned too. But through that experience, I learned the importance of never abandoning myself. It’s like being on an aeroplane: you have to put on your own oxygen mask before you can help anyone else. I learned to prioritise my well-being and care for myself first.

Divorce can feel like you’ve been broken into a million pieces, like a vase that’s shattered on the floor. But I discovered that I had the power to rebuild. Each piece, each lesson learned, became a part of a new mosaic—one that was vibrant and uniquely mine.

At times, it felt like my light was dimmed as if I were stuck in a shadow. But through this journey, I learned how to shine brightly again. It was like realising I could be a lighthouse, guiding not only myself but others through the stormy seas.

My marriage kept me in a bubble of comfort, but it also trapped me. When I finally stepped out of that bubble, I discovered a world filled with possibilities. It was like taking off a heavy coat in spring—the weight lifted, and I could finally breathe.

In those moments of feeling weak, I found a strength I never knew I had. It’s like lifting weights for the first time; at first, it's challenging, but with each rep, you become stronger. I learned that true strength comes from within, from facing challenges head-on.

My old life controlled aspects of my life, but that experience taught me the essence of freedom. It was like being a bird in a cage, finally finding the open sky. I learned to spread my wings and embrace my independence.

For so long, I let someone else dictate who I was. But through my divorce, I found my voice again. It’s like being handed a paintbrush and realising that I could create my own masterpiece. I learned to define myself on my own terms.

Above all, I choose to remember my divorce not for the ways I felt unloved but for how it taught me to love myself. This journey was like a treasure hunt; the real treasure was discovering the love I had been searching for all along—within myself.

So, as I reflect on this journey, I see my divorce not just as an ending but as a profound teacher. It guided me through pain, showed me my strength, and ultimately led me to a place of self-love and empowerment. And for that, I am eternally grateful.

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Fiona May ❤️🙏🏼