he screwed me or at least tried to
Well, there's always at least two sides to a divorce. Probably at least five - his, hers, his lawyer, her lawyer, and the judge. Not to menton the shrinks, the child psychologists, the economists, and everybody else depending on how complicated everything gets.
Whenever I get a new client, who tells me how awful the soon-to-be-ex is, I listen for a while, but eventually I ask The Question: "So. What would your spouse say about you?"
Funny how few people have enough insight to realize that they have their own faults.
To a divorce lawyer, it's not about faults, really. Everybody has faults. It's about dividing up the pie when there's rarely enough pie to go around for everybody.
But to the clients, it's about very painful emotions, primal emotions, ripped raw and bleeding from the very depths of their souls. Until it's over, and then they get over it, and it's no more serious than breaking up with your first high school crush.
People are interesting, people are strange, and some people are very, very dangerous.
If a client's husband ever shows up at my door, I wouldn't run out the back, I'd greet them in the doorway with a loaded gun and a barking dog. Never dream of running away and leaving my family to deal with a madman. |
