I thought when my divorce finally came through that I would feel like dancing in the street and buying champagne and strawberries. Or at least feel relief that it was finally over. But I didn't. I felt nothing. Just dullness and tiredness.
I was relieved. I had been let out of a prison I had voluntarily entered years earlier. But I felt no joy. No excitement. That all came, later. But immediately after, I was just tired.