“ It´s a little song about abandonment, and it goes something like this… ” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I am going insane. Yes. That is what´s happening. Good. Insane.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Bushwhacked, I examine my hands. Same hands. Rings still there but no longer valid.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“How do you know? How best to ensure his nervous breakdown?" I ask. "Keep going," Christian says. "Just go on as if… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“It had all seemed as inevitable as sunset. Instead it was the beauty of the sun glinting upon the scythe.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“How can I grieve what is still in motion?" I ask her. "Shoes are still dropping all over the place. I´m not… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
He left a bit too easily and with obvious relief. His feet were swift and sure on the muddy path. — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“This people know where their husbands are. I would like to vomit. I would like to vomit my soul out.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“The whole world seems tilted, my inner ear displaced by a hole where my spouse used to be.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“My mother is a firm believer in the long pause, useful in interrogations, proclamations of truth, and the occasional cutting dead of… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Irrationally, I think, Will You Marry Me? Four words. I Want a Divorce. Four words. I would like time to count the… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“He announces that lately he keeps losing things. "Like your wife and child," I want to say, but don´t. At fourty, I´ve… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Any way I slice reality it comes out poorly, and I feel an urge to not exist, something I have never felt… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Someday I will have revenge. I know in advance to keep this to myself, and everyone will be happier. I do understand… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I remember one desolate Sunday night, wondering: Is this how I´m going to spend the rest of my life? Marrid to someone… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“We talk. Darlene worries aloud that her husband works with a lot of attractive young women; she herself is fourty. I tell… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I should have known then it wasn´t nothing , as he called it. But I was eight months pregnant. No sense closing… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Although I notice there is never a truly good time to have a nice long chat with one´s mother-in-law, unless you are… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“They ought to do away with divorce settlements. Instead, both parties should flip a coin. The winner gets to stay where he… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I sensed he may have occasionally strayed in some of his past relationships. It was something I felt but ignored, a rent… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“People told me not to get married; I didn´t listen. No one ever listens, it seems to me now. Perhaps people should… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“To keep myself from harming or calling N and to stave off the rage and despair, I focus on my extraordinary son,… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“This is much worse than losing a cat. You do not wish the cat dead, for example, after the first two days.… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“ You get what you give," we will tell his sorry, selfish ass." The Betty Lady has spoken. I detect a Bronx… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Soon he was online every night until one or two a.m. Often he would wake up at three of four a.m. and… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Daily I walk around my small, picturesque town with a thought bubble over my head: Person Going Through A Divorce. When I… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“There is that, and there is also the Irreconcilable Differences line. It seems so catchall, so vague. You could say that about… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I used to loathe ambivalence; now I adore it. Ambivalence is my new best friend.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“Conversely, I though humiliation would be everything, but it´s such a nothing.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“To keep myself from harming or calling N and to stave off the rage and despair, I focus on my extraordinary son, drink midrange… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“The Betty Lady explains love and splitting up: "It´s like playing the shell game with Jesus. You can´t figure anything out; it´s best not… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“ Gains There is no man in the house that I have to try to make happy. There are no more arguments, or nights… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“This is much worse than losing a cat. You do not wish the cat dead, for example, after the first two days. You still… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“How can I grieve what is still in motion?" I ask her. "Shoes are still dropping all over the place. I´m not kidding," I… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I've felt basically lucky ever since, almost every day of my life. That's something else love should make you feel. It should make you… — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
“I have a new mantra, which I chant softly to myself: "Oh My God Oh My God.” — Suzanne Finnamore Copy Share Image
