It happened last Monday. Finally. And she got to sign the final papers on her birthday. Crazy. It’s been a year since we decided to split. I didn’t want this. I really didn’t, but I got tired to be treated like a roommate or someone insignificant in my own home. I’m happy. Very happy that I get to move on. For the past few weeks she has been dragging my name in the mud and telling everyone how horrible I was and that she wasn’t at fault. Some family and friends want nothing to do with her because they can see how vindictive and resentful she has become. She also found out that I started dating someone who’s everything she’s not. It’s infuriating that someone else claim her “trash”. We don’t have kids and no longer share anything. I never want to see her again.