After 16 months of divorce proceedings, on October 23, the judge granted my divorce. HALLE-FRICKIN-LUJAH. I don’t mean that to sound so sacrilegious, but YALL that took forever. I seriously feel like a 120lb pack has been taken off my back. I’m free.
After all the fighting and custody issues, guess what? He fought and fought, and he has cancelled 2 times since October 23. It’s only November 6.
I don’t have time to write much more, because I’ve got finals approaching this next week so I’m gonna leave this victory right here and continue having a party.