Let’s stop pretending divorce is a beautifully packaged journey of self-discovery. Sometimes divorce is ugly. Sometimes it’s crying in a parking lot because your favorite coffee creamer reminds you of Saturday mornings that don’t exist anymore. Other times, it’s cleaning your house at midnight just to avoid thinking. Or it’s staring at the ceiling at 2:37 a.m., wondering how someone who once promised you forever now acts like a complete stranger. No one talks about that part.