Something happens when you are a woman divorcée. Your married friends walk on eggshells. They know you don’t take BS and fear you will advise them to leave at the slightest inconvenience.
Oh how highly mistaken they are, in my case at least. Those who intimately know me, know I revere marriage. My personal decision was fueled by the sanctity of the institution being violated. BUT I would never dare advise ANYONE on what to do in their marriage. My stance on married couple is always “none of my business.”
It is a tricky space to be in because, on one hand, you want to be a good friend and hear your friends vent. But on the other hand, you have an indirect fear that society at large will hold you responsible for all future Rwandan divorces. As if you have that much power on people… If I had the power to control people’s actions, trust I’d use the power more recurringly lol
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