I feel like I should say something about this. It has been very hard for me to talk about, both online and off, and I’m nervous about announcing it in such a public place, but it’s a more or less public thing now, so it should probably come out, and you all have been so much my family over the years.
My husband and I are getting a divorce.
This is pretty much why I have been so distant and non-posting and mum about my personal life lately. It’s a dreadful thing to go through, everything the books promised it would be. There are a myriad of reasons which I won’t go into–some privacy is still possible in this ether-universe–but that is the end result. The paperwork probably won’t be filed for quite some time, as he is out of the country, but eventually, it would seem, it will be filed.
I have moved more or less permanently to Cleveland. My dogs are with me, though Grimm will go to Greece at some point. I still have the Beetle, and most of my sanity. Money is rather emphatically not what it used to be, though, and my, well, my everything will be curtailed. Travel, Christmas, conventions, personal purchases of most any kind. I am going to try to make a go at supporting myself through writing for awhile–I have no illusions about how hard that is, and if anyone has or knows of work for an author-type, do point it my way. That is the situation–it’s not dire, but it sure is different. I may go back to graduate school eventually, I don’t know.
For the first time in five years I don’t know what’s going to happen next. Where I will be even a year from now. We were together for my entire adult life, and it’s over. With him, I lose a whole family. I’m ok, I really am. For the most part, this was my decision, though that doesn’t mean it was easy. I’m not going to get into the gritty details–it is a sadly classic Navy story. I’m ok. But I have bad days, truly bad days. I have a lot of bravado to cover that, but still. It’s a brave fucking new world, and I’m doing my best to live in it.
And that’s why your intrepid Yuki has been missing in action these past months. No more Mrs. Just me.