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My hairdresser is getting a divorce. She just told me as she dyed my treacherous hair roots blond.
I gave her a sympathetic sigh and quickly did the math. She’s the tenth woman around me to announce a divorce in the last five years. I’m an introvert who works as a freelance writer — I don’t know that many people. Ten is a big number. Ten families around me broke.
To understand how sad this makes me, you need to know something about me: I can’t be sad. It’s like I don’t have the sad gene.
I welcome sadness when it comes — I know it’s therapeutical; I know I have to go through it. I have been sad. I was really sad when dad died, and I’ve been sad when I’ve felt rejected or misunderstood or after a fight with my mother.
But my brain rejects sadness. It almost immediately focuses on the good side of whatever’s happened; on the lesson.
Yet, this is sad. Divorce sucks.
I don’t think it’s the end of the world, and I know single people can be happy, sometimes even happier than people in relationships.
It sucks because divorce makes women give up on love.