The Deception

There is always Deception in Divorce.  Even the nicest of divorces have a level of unspoken deception.  There are the unresolved arguments, the wounds that never healed, the resentment and omitted truths.  There are the assumptions and the misunderstandings.  The lack of communication, the built up anger.  All the things you didn't say and than when you do say it, it is always too late.

The lost untold stories, the love and care that didn't get revealed.  You look at one another and wonder how did we get here?

"I don't hate you.  I don't hate you either. 
I care for you.  I care for you too."

Why?  Because we have to or because we want to?  If we still care, than we do not have to admit we failed one another.  We don't have to cling to the vows we broke. And when you find care for the right reasons, the deception severs in an attempt to heal each other's soul. The deception bubbles up because all the barriers are gone and the truths begin to sprout.

How could I live with this man and not know his inner most thoughts, the deep sentiments he went to bed with each night.  The sadness and hurt he refused to reveal and was never resolved. 

The world of deceit he brought upon himself because he truly believed his wife no longer cared.  

He convinced himself the woman who "Rocked His World," once upon 

a time, was not the same person.  Instead, she had transformed into someone different, living with a man who lost confidence in himself, in her and in their relationship.

And the hurt words were compounded, the wounds ran deep and the anguish never subsided.  It was not until we moved apart that the truth is seen clearly, and we understand how we found our way here.

And there is deceit, because you didn't communicate, you didn't stop to look deep within.  You didn't get a chance to make things better, because both parties were so sure this was the right thing to do. 

And you are left stranded on the island of divorce, looking over at a sea of what once was your marriage, and you think, Is this it?  Is this all that is left?

And we must decide how to move on.
Will we sink or will we swim?