Lisa
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As a health professional, I live and work in a town of 5500. I have a booming, busy practice and just moved into a brand new office in March of 2007.
I was married to the bishop of a Mormon church. Last February, I discovered that my husband was having an affair. Of course, the whole town knew but me. I filed for divorce, which wasn't finalized until November. It was an ugly divorce. We separated in March and lived apart the whole time. During the separation, I met a wonderful man who treats me like a queen. I didn't know what I was missing until I met him. Well, now the divorce is final, and we got married. Here's the problem: the whole town is awash with gossip about me. One, that I am leaving and closing the practice (nope and a stupid move if I did). Two that I am making rash decisions and shouldn't be trusted with making decisions about my practice.
I tried to keep some of the details quiet, and I tend to be an intensely private person. This situation is making me crazy. My staff is tired of answering questions around town. What would you do? A write up in the newspaper--"The statement about my demise is greatly exaggerated?"a la Mark Twain? Just suffer through it and keep going?
Please help!
Thanks,
Lisa
I was married to the bishop of a Mormon church. Last February, I discovered that my husband was having an affair. Of course, the whole town knew but me. I filed for divorce, which wasn't finalized until November. It was an ugly divorce. We separated in March and lived apart the whole time. During the separation, I met a wonderful man who treats me like a queen. I didn't know what I was missing until I met him. Well, now the divorce is final, and we got married. Here's the problem: the whole town is awash with gossip about me. One, that I am leaving and closing the practice (nope and a stupid move if I did). Two that I am making rash decisions and shouldn't be trusted with making decisions about my practice.
I tried to keep some of the details quiet, and I tend to be an intensely private person. This situation is making me crazy. My staff is tired of answering questions around town. What would you do? A write up in the newspaper--"The statement about my demise is greatly exaggerated?"a la Mark Twain? Just suffer through it and keep going?
Please help!
Thanks,
Lisa