divorce

So, my husband has turned out to be an abusive, manipulative, unfaithful bastard. He's divorcing me, something that I am both grateful for and deeply saddened by. The brilliant dream I had of a God-conscious, loving family has shattered around me, and I contemplate a future of bearing and raising a child alone, a child who will grow up with half a heritage without a father.
Lord knows I wasn't the perfect wife. I could be quite the harridan at times. That said, I did everything I could to edify and preserve my marriage, even while my soon to be former spouse steadily demolished it. He does deserve credit, however, for the originality of his ideas: not content to merely be controlling, abusive, and fool around with heterosexual women on a social basis, pretending to be a lesbian and selling sex online does smack of imagination, if not morality. I wonder what the guys at the mosque that so admire him would think if they knew.

I have nothing to say.  I find myself reflecting on these verses from Lao Tzu's Tao Te Ching:

31:

Weapons of war are omens of doom,
To be loathed by every living thing
And shunned by those who keep the Way.
Presiding at court, the leader honors the right to conduct war,
But weapons are never the leader's choice.

Weapons of war are omens of doom,
Not to be used unless compelled.
And then used only with a quiet mind and heart.
Do not glorify arms.
If one glorifies arms,
One sings and rejoices over the slaughter of people.
Those who sing, praising such slaughter
Get nothing from this world.

Thus the left is for deeds that bring ease,
The right is for deeds that bring death.
The commander of the left is less important.
The commander of the right is most important,
The commander of the right conducts war with mortal gravity
by mourning for all those slaughtered,
and observing victory like a funeral.