This divorce hasn't been easy for me. I'm having a significant amount of stress changing my name and, truth be told, I feel like I'm walking around with a Scarlet D on my chest. Actually, I did. About a month ago I walked into my therapist's office and took my coat off and there it was... I printed a big ass red D and taped it to my shirt. I didn't even take a picture of it but it's in my file. He takes it out from time to time to tease me about it. ;-) I understand the humor behind it and I was being funny. I'm totally serious, though. I don't care if all the cool kids are doing it - I still believe there is a bit of shame and embarrassment with divorce. Maybe it would be different if it was my choice. I don't know. I completely understand that my situation doesn't define me. I get that. It's just a disappointment and a failure that I don't like.
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