Joan was a mess: tears streamed down her face carrying trails of mascara with them. Her hair was matted in the back and she clenched a bag of papers. “I can’t tell you where we are at here if you won’t hand me what you received,” I reminded her. Reluctantly she showed me the Summons.

“He’s divorcing me!” Joan bawled. “How dare he give me these papers at dinner – it was supposed to be a talk about our future!” Poor Joan had a right to be angry. But there was one, small technical problem: “That wasn’t a valid way to start the divorce,” I told her. Why did I say that? After the jump: Continue reading “3 Myths About Starting Your Divorce (and the Actual Truth)” →