Hi there friend .... I know exactly what you're talking about because I've been there. Within the passed 12 years I left my husband, got a divorce 3 years later, bought my own condo (FREEDOM), moved to another state closer to my girls (that was hard because I'm not young - 72), had to have all my teeth surgically removed because all the roots had demineralized and am now set to get false teeth, 3 years before I moved down here I had a right knee replacement - something didn't "take" and my doctor had to go in and do what they call a "revision." Within 1 month after that, my kids were moving me down here to VA. Now I am living in a low-income apartment, after living in a duplex (where no one spoke to anyone else), and I'm finding these folks to be really down to earth, friendly people. I've only been here 3 weeks and already 2 little black girls have sort of attached themselves to me, and I think it's ONLY because their Mom works all the time to care for the family and they get little attention. I love kids, and used to be Asst. Pastor in a Children's Ministry at a large Evangelical Church in MD, so I really enjoy talking to them. We sit on the curb and just chat ....
Re. motivation (I'm sorry I got off track there) when we go through a series of heavy duty situations in our lives ..... like a divorce which is MAJOR TRAUMA, even when we knew we had to get out, it is bound to deplete us of everything .... energy, motivation, even getting out of bed some days. You might want to think about getting some therapy from a solid Psychologist, and also being prescribed a medication that will help you during this time. You are not in a fun place, my friend ... I've been there and painful doesn't even cover it. I felt totally thrown away. Be kind to yourself, if you don't feel like doing something - don't, order a pizza one night for dinner (delivery) - just treat yourself as you would someone else. And do consider a Psychologist for some therapy and a Psychiatrist for medication. It was a long haul for me, but I made it ..... I'm here, I'm happy in my little apartment with my nice, real folks neighbors, and once again I like who I am, not who my X said I was.
Take care,
abby