Friday, October 25, 2024

Changing my name

The process has begun.  I obtained a certified copy of the divorce judgment yesterday and then immediately logged onto Social Security's website to start the application for a new card in my new name.   The website encouraged me to then make an appointment to have them review a certified copy of the judgment and they had availability today over the lunch hour.

Yesterday, this felt so empowering.  As I look at the long to-do list of things to do now that my divorce is final, this task felt like the most important one to me personally.  

It feels a bit like a contradiction though.  I didn't want this marriage to end.  I truly loved my now ex-husband and was willing to work through whatever we needed to work through.  I wasn't ready to throw it all away.  That's not to say that now, with time and reflection, I don't realize how that just wasn't possible.  Too much has happened this year that I couldn't go back.  I will never look at him the same or trust him.  But being in a hurry to erase his name just feels like a contradiction from all that.  Or maybe I just recognize how important it is to my healing.  

Earlier today I told someone that I wish I had never changed my name in the first place.  And then my mind went back to all the reasons I did in the first place.  There was a time where I felt proud to have his last name.

So I woke up this morning, admired the plants I had planted on my balcony last night, and got excited about this next step.  And then about an hour before the appointment, the nerves took over.  I don't quite understand it but I had butterflies in my stomach and I couldn't concentrate.

But I worked through the nerves, put on my shoes, and walked to the Social Security office.  Twenty-five minutes later, I was headed out of there with a temporary social security card in my birth name.  Next week's goal is changing my driver's license.  

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