Over the past year, I guess I've posted a lot about my coming out, and the disintegration of my 18 year marriage to the love of my life.
I guess my story is kind of over today, because we finalized our divorce.
She wasn't there - we agreed on a settlement, signed off on it, and my attorney and I met with the presiding judge in his chambers. My attorney and I had made an appointment to get the judge to sign off on the divorce. We had to wait a little while, but perhaps half an hour after our appointment time, the judge called us in to his office.
He read the decree, citing my name, and my wife's name, and the case number. Looking at me, he asked "I take it you are Kim?" My attorney explained to him that "No, this is Scott - my client is transgender." The judge looked a little startled, and then he swore me in, my attorney asked me a bunch of questions under oath, and the judge signed off on the decree.
It took only a few minutes to legally dissolve the marriage, although for all real purposes, the marriage had been over for the year we've been separated.
We have a little bit of personal business to attend to. I will pay her some support for a while - I'll just wire the money to her. My attorney will arrange things so that closing on the home we're selling here in Dallas can be handled entirely by me. So I won't see her then. I don't expect to see her, or speak to her by phone while we finish up our business and unwind the last few details of our marriage. I haven't seen her since last November, and haven't spoken to her since March. Barring something happening to one of our kids, I don't really expect to see her again.
I had kind of hoped she'd send me a vacation photo of herself, she was in Hawaii last week. But instead she sent me a photo of the observatory in Hawaii. So I guess that will have to do.
Anyway, it's over. I ought to be relieved, and I guess I partly am because this really needed to be over for the both of us. We both need to move on, and heal up. But I'm also sad, because I really do still love her. But it's just an impossible situation. She can't love a woman, and I can't be a man anymore.
So I don't really know how much more I'll have to say about my life that's of any relevance here. I can't imagine that there will be much to say - I have written about the end of my marriage after coming out as transgender, and it's over. Really, what else is there to say?
I have some more transition stuff to do. I'll eventually get it done, although it'll be hard while I'm paying support. Or I won't. Who knows, really? I'll be OK though. There's just not much else to say about myself - there's about a zillion stories of transition out there. Mine isn't anything particularly special or interesting.
I do appreciate folks who've followed along through all of this, and sent me encouraging thoughts. Thanks!