A divorce, a pandemic, and a whole lot of debt — 2020 look back

Slightly out of character for this space, I want to share what 2020 has looked like for me and some major lessons I’ve learned. A quick warning, this has some descriptions of abuse that may be triggering to some, and this post is pretty vulnerable. If vulnerability and honesty make you uncomfortable I’d recommend just scrolling past this one.

I had left my now ex-husband in December of 2019, after realizing our relationship was emotionally abusive and toxic. I had packed the things I could fit in my Nissan Altima, along with my dogs, and left him a letter. All I remember is feeling so incredibly tired and drained, like I didn’t have it in me to keep trying after 6 years of fighting so hard to make it work. I felt like I was fleeing the impending World War 3.

My amazing friend Chrissy drove to Kansas with me the day after I left him so I could stay with my parents, be safe, and figure out my next steps. I spent New Years Eve with my parents working on a puzzle. Every year before that my ex-husband and I hosted a huge New Years Day brunch for all of our friends. Although I was relieved that I would never have to be screamed at by someone who “loved” me again, I was so sad to not be celebrating with my friends for the New Year. I promised to host a huge New Years Day Brunch next year, but little did I know what was coming in March.

After leaving him I was able to really focus on personal growth. I leaned into yoga, meditation, self care, and therapy. I…