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Hope You Got A Good Settlement Out Of It

(Warning: Rant Alert)

I recently called a business colleague to ask some advice on a new path I am blazing in my own career.

In recent months, as I am catching up with someone after an extended period (a few months or more), I like to let them know at some point in the conversation that I am recently divorced.

I do this for a number of reasons, mostly:

1) to let them know about a big event in my life 

2) to show people how divorce can be a positive and transformative (in the good way) experience for many people and

3) yea, I admit it, for some shock value because most people didn’t see my divorce coming.  

The person I was talking to in this particular instance was quite surprised.

After her initial reaction, her first statement to me was:

“Well I hope you got a great settlement.”

Um….OK.

A settlement?

I got a heck a lot out of my divorce: Life-changing lessons, insights and strength.

But a settlement?

Guess what?

I got no settlement.

Not a dime.

I’m not here to tell you what I got/didn’t get/paid/didn’t pay as part of my divorce.

I am here to say that I didn’t like the assumption that as a woman, I was entitled or deserving of or needing a settlement.

To me, this sounded like, “So sorry for you, but hope you got some money out of it.”

Or, in other words, “Hope you got properly paid for your years of service.”

For the record, I make my own money. I work a lot and always have. I love what I do and I love to work. I am enormously grateful I am able to work on my own terms and answer to no one but myself.

I also love the freedom that making my own money gives me.

I am not going to lie or sugar-coat the truth: One of the reasons I worked so hard all these years, even when I had little babies, was because I did not for one minute want to ever have to base a decision about my well-being or happiness based on someone else who had more money (power) or money-making ability than I.

I didn’t marry (or divorce) for money.  I know many people, women in particular, do one or both. That’s their journey and I wish them well on it. I, however, don’t like the assumption that this is how things happen across the board. These are the same wrong assumptions that prompt an immediate concerned face and an “I’m so sorry” from some people who hear that you’ve divorced.

I get bent out of shape (can you tell?!) when people – especially those who do not know me beyond a limited capacity like this business acquaintance – throw out questions or statements that represent, perhaps, their reality but something far removed from my own.

So I guess what I am saying/asking is:

Don’t assume everyone does things, makes decisions and exists for the same reasons you do. And for heaven’s sake, if you are going to make assumptions based on your world view, don’t push them on me. Especially when they have to do with the power — emotional, financial and otherwise — of women.

OK…off my soapbox.

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  • Angel or common sense? Hmmh. Fact is, there is no common sense in many divorces, but hate and greed instead. I know plenty of people who should read your article and they still would not regret what they have done. You simply milk as long as it is possible and, unfortunately, many state laws provide the tools for it. On the other side, you simply know that this story goes in two directions, right?
  • Hi Wolfgang,
    I agree with you on all points. I can only speak for myself and only know about one state (Fla, the one I live in). From my experience, I find that taking money out of the divorce equation makes for a very peaceful and in fact enjoyable post-divorce relationship for the parents. And this is only my own experience, out of millions in the world. I am grateful for it and know many others do not have such an easy time in their divorce.
    Alli
  • pennybloom
    I think the biggest thing you highlight in this post is that we've lost all sense of good manners in common society. There was a time, I still live in it, when there were certain things you just didn't ask people. One of the main ones was how much money do you have? Which is certainly related to: how much money did you get?

    Why have people become so rude and crude? It's false candor. A hypocritical pre-judgement. This woman was certainly relating to her own materialistic mindset, or perhaps even insulting you (as you rightfully were insulted) by implying that you are merely a materialistic being.

    A demand for common decency is called for, and you have pointed that out elegantly. Feisty is fine. We need some feisty to get the message out.

    In the end, we still play the same catty games of old. Only now, we have our claws out and have developed a taste for blood. Oh sisters, when will we learn? Together we stand. Divided we fall.

    You go be wonderful, and sod the rest!

    Penny
  • Hi Penny,
    I think I agree with you on each point. People sure can be tacky! What I am working on is my reaction to the tackiness. I can't change who they are, but I can (try to) change my reaction. Or simply write about their tackiness for the world to see :)
    Alli
  • pennybloom
    Alli:

    The blessing in life is what we always control is how we react to our
    environmental 'random-stimulii.' We have been given Free Will, what we will
    matters, what we will happens. Control your BullChess-intake. Rise above.
    Look up. Clear skies ahead. Smile. Peace. Take off! You're happy.

    In other words, they don't deserve your energy be spent on them. Use that
    energy on yourself, on empowering your dreams. Each time I am pricked by a
    particularly irritating bug, I just remember that they are the clueless bug,
    and they had to come chase me to prick me. So I let them have their drop of
    blood, my heart can pump an endless supply.

    Make this your mantra: "I don't need you to love me. I've got me for that."

    That by the way, the beginning of a new Feminist Manifesto. We've chased
    love for generations spanning thousands of years and been consistently b*tch
    slapped and cat-scratched for it. Let's generate love, instead, from
    within. Then spread it out, no one gets hurt.

    Penny
    @pennybloom

    Keep watching #apenny4yourthoughts on Twitter and
    www.pennybloom.wordpress.com if you like your Feminism Feisty, not Catty.
  • tomlehner
    Allison,
    I really dont know what to say or to tell you. Either you are a Saint or belong to a very very rare crowed of woman of which I thought dont exist anymore. But obviously you do excist. I am very sorry for your divorce becasue as a christian for me Marriage is a holy sacrament but than I am divorced myself and I see the other side. Unfortunatelly I see myself permanent confronted with demands on money from my ex wife and using my son as pawn for blackmail. I met woman that are only interested in me when they find out I have a successful business.

    I truly read your blog here and please dont take this the wrong way it seems like you are an angel. Most woman would have fought for money and taking advantage of feminists rights laws to take the man for everything. YOu are awsome and it seems to be so hard to believe that a man would leave you for whatever reason.

    I hope things work out for you I really do and let me tell you something - you are a dream, beautiful, smart and inteligent and there are man out there, and dont take this the wrong way please, man like me who would die for a woman like you. So here is my advice to you: Dont make the same mistake as I do and digg yourself into work but let a good man show you there are others out there.

    I hope I have not overstepped my bounderies and you can see my appreciateion and admiration for your person.
  • My "settlements"...exactly.
  • Thank you Owen, for always being there for me and reading everything I write!
    Alli