What a beautiful peace of writing I have come across. This has to be shared. I've read this in a letter a friend of a friend of a friend was sending to her ex-husband who had left her in absolute penury. I've been given permission to translate and publish it. I have redacted it just a little bit from the original non-standard Portuguese. Also, the objective first person singular, to a more poetic first person plural, was changed
Objectively, we have learnt that calculations for the division of assets are to be initited soon. They want to be ready when a positive response issues from the higher courts.
It is a bit sordid, however. A necessary evil, we know.
Subjectively, pending on either a positive or negative response and, should our side be on the losing side, there is room for us to admit we will vacate our current abode immediately, carrying with us our books and items of clothing. The remainder to be donated. We are completely at peace.
Factually, we have every intention of starting over, afresh, anew, in warmer climes. With a new "family" perhaps? With others who love us for what we really ARE and are genuinely interested in our love and affection, rare commodities nowadays. And with whatever little we have got... Lucky bastards that we are.
Meanwhile, we continue with our prayers to the Powers above and ask for the Divine Lights to fall on all Humankind, on yourselves, inclusive. We also pray to be guided in Light and to never fall into such ill-starred (misad/ad)ventures, ever again.
We have come to the realization that BEING is, under the circumstances, vastly more important than HAVING. One's self-esteem is priceless. What horrible examples we have been introduced to in our lives. Hopefully our Karma has been paid off. (So mote it be!)
It is much longer than this, and I left out parts where she acknowledged instances of his goodness and bits of memories she had of times she had spent with him somewhere or other, or things she had been given, and other examples of harm she'd been subjected to...A tale of woe.