It’s True — Even Some of Your Best Friends Will Abandon You in a Divorce
Most of them are collateral damage, but a few true brothers will fall, too.
The moment you decide to end your marriage, a cold reality sets in.
“When I walk out that door, I’m walking away from everyone I love — and who said they loved me. Maybe forever.”
Your kids are the exception. But the in-laws? Gone. The couple friends you saw every weekend? Picking sides — even while swearing they’re not. The parents of your kids’ school friends. The neighbors. The whole ecosystem of a shared life.
And if your wife is the more social one, and you pull back to gather yourself? You’ve handed over the narrative. People will gossip and assume the way they do about celebrities — as if they know the whole story — without ever asking you directly.
You knew all this could happen.
What you won’t see coming — I sure didn’t — is losing the real ones.
Your guys. The ones who knew you long before she did. The ones you’d call when the marriage was getting rough. The ones who called you “Brother” and seemed to mean it.
You’ll lose a lot of them, too.
Not right away. The good ones show up early. But over time — especially if they’re married — you’ll feel them pull back. They won’t say a word about it. They just get harder to reach. More guarded on the phone. Sneaking away to call you so their wife doesn’t know they’re talking to you.
“Oh shit. Him too.”
You’ll think it more than once.
Here’s why it happens: You did the thing.
The thing they’d complained about wanting to do. The thing you talked them back from once or twice. The thing they decided they never actually would.
Before you pulled the trigger, there was a quiet safety in that shared frustration. Just guys blowing off steam. Nobody actually doing anything.
Then you went and did it.
“Holy shit. He actually did it.”
In the movies, that’s where the credits roll. The camera pans to everyone who was rooting for you — or against you. They give that slow, head-shaking look: “Never thought he had it in him. Godspeed, brother.”
Fade to black.
The movie has to end there. Because that’s the climax. What comes after — people rebuilding their lives, finding their footing — isn’t dramatic. It’s just living.
But your movie doesn’t end.
It just changes genres.
Your character from the old film? He’s gone. The other actors have moved on to different roles with different storylines. Maybe an occasional cameo. That’s it.
So go ahead and feel it for a minute, while the credits roll on that chapter.
Then brush the popcorn off your lap, grab your jacket, and walk out into the daylight.
New characters are out there. New roles waiting to be filled.
This time, you’re the producer, the director, the casting agent, and the star.
Go shine.
Kev
P.S. I’d be remiss not to shout out the friends who truly stick with you. They go the extra mile to show (not just tell) that they aren’t going anywhere—even if they’re being quietly persecuted for it at home. Make sure those dudes know how much you appreciate them. And, be that guy if the shoe ever switches feet.



