The Road Beyond Amicable

Cooper Thornton
14 min readJan 19, 2023

About three years into the latest of our couples therapy sessions trying to “save” our marriage, I asked my then wife,

“Do you see any way I can be the person you want me to be?”
“No.”
“Do you see any way you can be the person I want you to be?”
“No.”
“Yeah, me neither. We can’t be who we want each other to be. So, let’s stop this before we get bitter and start to hate each other.”

That was essentially the end to our 27 year marriage. We’d been in the marriage maze, trying to avoid the exit of divorce, the only way out apart from dying or offing each other. I hate that word. Divorce. Dissolution, Annulment, Split, Rupture, On The Rocks. Dedomiciling, that’s a good one. They all just spell FAILURE. Such awful words. Isn’t the end to a bad marriage supposed to be a step toward making things better?

If the end of a marriage is like a diagnosis of cancer, everything around the divorce is the surgery, the radiation, and the chemo. The goal being to cut out all the bad and see if there can still be two humans to walk out the other side with some humanity still intact. Even with my divorce, which was as incident-free-as-could-be, the chemo of the divorce proceedings still cost me a lot of hair loss and often left me feeling the need to throw up.

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Cooper Thornton

Parent, Actor, People Lover, Observer, Writer and Most Often Happy Depressive in NC by way of LA by way of UK by way of BC by way of TN, where it all started.