It was crazy tough when you left me. Trouble was surely brewing in our paradise for a while, but just like that one day you went to work and decided not to come back home, not to come back to a family we had built, not to come back to me. Never once did a thought occur to me that you would abandon me. My husband, the man I loved, adored, respected and owned, didn’t want me in his life anymore. Self respect di maa di, moment for me…
You left and I stood there. I cried, I broke down, I was shattered. But I picked myself up, turned to my heels and didn’t flee but flew.
I flew, I soared, I became Jonathan Livingston’s Seagull.
Thankyou for dumping me because now I am a Boss built on self success
My job, which was just a job for me till then, became my raft, my lifeboat. It didn’t just save me, it took me places. I moved cities, moved countries, outgrew my shoes, tasted success and continue to relish the feeling of being right up there. Boss woman, making decisions, calling the shots, recognized by many and admired by many. Looking back I know I could not have broken ceilings and gotten into the C-suite, had I still been your wife.
Thankyou for body shaming me, I love myself even more now
My body which was always shamed became my source of power. It helped me change myself and my attitude towards life. I thought we were in love and that meant I didn’t need to care how I looked, I would still be the apple of your eyes. Yes I would wear ill-fitting clothes in the pretext of them being comfortable, overlook the oodles of accumulated fat around my body and didn’t really bother about grooming and make-ups, because I thought you were into me. Your leaving me taught me to become sexy. Now I make sure heads turn as I walk past, I am the cynosure at most times and yeah I totally love the feeling of looking at myself in the mirror and not being able to take my your own eyes off me.
Thanks to you, I have found the man of my dreams
My 6 year old son is now the man in my life which you could not. His love, his admiration, his praises, his encouragement, his sacrifices are the main contributors to what I am today. The confidence I exude comes from the strength he gives me, the love I share comes from his giving to me, If I am called a super-mom today that’s is because I have a super-man as my boy! And a big thank you for contributing in bringing him to this world and giving him to me.
My professional accomplishments speak up for me
They say that all one needs is happiness to heal any wound. Today when I sign deals, speak at large forums, when my articles get published, when I am amidst influential people, when people admire me, when I am able to spread joy & hope, when I see what I have become, when I am surrounded by people all around who love me to bits, the genuine happiness I feel; I have no one but you to thank. It was your absence that gave me the conviction to prove my worth, to stand tall and to take on the world. You are and will always be my biggest motivation. I didn’t want to prove to anybody but to myself my own worth. And I am happy to be this happy in life.
And Guess what I'm having more fun
My hobbies that I didn’t know existed became my alter ego, my balance. For someone whose life revolved around you, I suddenly had the whole world to myself. Now I travel the world, meet new people, explore, do the new, and try anything and everything I want to. I write and have the power to teleport my readers into the world I want them to witness. I attend the wildest of parties, see, know and do stuff I never knew existed, and enjoy every little moment my life. They say you know the value of happiness only when you have been sad. The delta in my case was so high that I love my everyday which is just getting better everyday.
So thank you my dear ex-husband. Thank you for making me what I am today. My life would have been a regular happily-ever-after love story with you but without you it turned into this best-selling multi-billion dollar thriller blockbuster. And me as a hero in it, I totally dig it!
About the writer:
Deepa Jayaraman, fondly called DJ and in most social mediums as Dear DJ G is a devoted single-mom of a 6 year old boy. She runs operations for one of India’s finest public relations consultancy and writes books and blogs to inspire beings to be a lot more human.