This blog is for the woman who feels sad, anxious, furious, and maybe even depressed. The process you go through is a very complicated one. I, too, felt like I was stuck in a rollercoaster of emotions that never seemed to come to a stop.
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My vocation has always been to help.
It surprised me big time when I realized that the most challenging task I have in life is to accompany what became the source of my deepest pain and my most significant growth.
Being married to a gay man caused me a lot of distress and suffering—the lack of information, the fear of seeking help, the denial of trusting my intuition.
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Pushing away my inner voice for over 25 years and taking on the victim´s role was done with ease. I took on that role so well that I might as well have gotten an Academy Award.
All of the above made this process more complicated, sadder, and just life-consuming.
I was married for 30 years, and like a lot of you, I was married way too young, madly in love, filled with expectations, and optimistic that it was forever.
I grew up in an old fashioned, traditional, religious family in a conservative society.
I’m a mom, daughter, friend, sister, but above all, a woman.
I had the luck of graduating from two masters that helped me go through this bitter experience. The academics plus my vocation were my best assets. Today, my mission in life is to accompany others from a humble, sincere, respectful, and empathetic place.
I’ve been there. My path was unnecessarily long, painful, and solitary. Shock paralyzes us.
We are afraid of leaving our safe space, even though it is slowly killing us. Sometimes it’s also a process does unconsciously. I must confess that I got to the point that a woman should never tolerate it. One must never lose self- love.
It is precisely self-love that suffers the first blow in this battle.
Through my writing and sharing, I hope to invite women to reflect and try to make their paths shorter and less painful.
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The most important goal is that you know you are not alone.
