This past week I posted something on facebook that made oblique reference to my current situation. Apparently there are a lot of people who know me and are friends of mine on facebook who hadn't known about the divorce. I guess I haven't been very public about it. Anyway, they saw the post, checked my info page, and then freaked out and emailed me.
One of those is an ex-girlfriend of mine. The closest thing I had to a "high school sweetheart." We dated for a year from the end of high school (for me, she's 2 years younger) through my freshman year in college. Sweet girl. And one of my only ex-girlfriends that I don't have any harsh feelings towards.
She was very concerned, and wanted to talk - to see if I was OK. So, we talked. That was weird. First time I've spoken to this girl in 15 years or so. Yet, even so, she still knew me scary well. Just talking to me for a short time she pegged a LOT of stuff that's going on with me that I didn't even really realize all that well.
She's married and happy. Which is awesome. She deserves it, especially after the childhood she had.
But weird. Weird emotions it brings up. Gotta' figure out all that it means.