The fourth first step
Five years ago this month, I began the last journey I thought I'd ever find myself making. It began when I decided to end my marriage. What had been a comparatively quiet and drama-free life both during the marriage and prior to that was now a battleground of moral and spiritual crisis. My wife and I weren't really happy in the marriage, but our religious inclinations prevented us from seeking what common sense seemed to be telling us. That is, we didn't seek it until I decided to rip off the bandage and get a divorce. Then all hell broke loose. My parents sided with my wife, most of our friends sided with her, and I was left alone in an apartment I couldn't afford by myself. Of course, we were also expecting our first child at the time of this separation, so that only added to public disdain for yours truly. Nevertheless, it had to be done. Those orders came directly from my gut and they were incontrovertible. Since the condition of our marriage was deteriorating rap