What do you do

Where are the lines between running away from something, getting rid of things, and being a F---- you person, which I have been described as.

My ex often told our counselors that I was a survivor. It didn't matter what happened,  I would be okay, even fine in the long run. 

That may be true, but it is not a pleasant way to live.

I was brought up to do what I was supposed to do, what I was told, what was the right thing. Sometimes those are not the same things. In my life those were often not the same things.

It took some pretty miserable times, where I felt I had to protect my children, for me to learn to walk away, to get rid of, those things that were too painful.

And like most learning curves, there were periods where I got rid of too many things for all kinds of reasons; all the Christmas ornaments, the coffee table, various pets and eventually my husband. He left three times, but the last time I went to an attorney the next day and filed for divorce.

Within three months I was off the antidepressants and my life did not come to an end like I thought it would. In fact, it got better and better over the years.

Some things can be changed.

You get rid of the rest.