The Beginning of the End

“Transformation isn’t sweet and bright. It’s a dark and murky, painful pushing. An unraveling of the untruths you’ve carried in your body. A practice in facing your own created demons. A complete uprooting, before becoming.”

-Victoria Erickson

Many things transpired over the next five months, but on March 11, 2013 my life forever changed. That was the day my wife and I separated and is one I will never forget. What initiated that separation and the events that followed would rival any Lifetime Original Series. If I didn’t care about the people involved, I would write the story down in gross detail, sell the movie rights and then retire. My attorneys to this day say they have never seen anything like it. My therapist who has been practicing for 40+ years confirms the same.

[Side note: of all the awards you could possibly win, “Messiest Divorce Story” is not one to compete for, I assure you!]

Over the next three years, my world was stripped from me, once precious thing at a time. Countless hearings, conspiracy theories, false accusations, private detectives, arrests, criminal investigations, expert witnesses, an 11-day trial and, ultimately, hundreds of thousands of wasted dollars… it’s nauseating to reminisce.

As excruciating as it was to endure, it was the best thing that could have ever happened to me… my “complete uprooting before becoming.”