Low Blow
He said my contributions were negligible. We were both active duty Navy and I'd made rank faster. On marital misogyny and the satisfaction of leaving anyway.
I Was Married to the Bad Boy
Don't buy the Hollywood lies. Bad boys are a pipe dream. I learned that lesson the hard way.
Lost in the Emotional Desert
I drove him to the eye doctor and sat in the waiting room alone. On the drive home I realized I felt nothing. Not anger, not sadness. Just nothing. In the emotional desert.
Married to a son of a bitch
He came home and complained his dinner was too hot. That unhappiness doesn't come from me. Trying to meet his expectations turned me into someone I hated. I give up.
A Cautionary Tale
The divorce papers had just been served when he asked me to stay. I believed him. I stayed. I hope I am not making a colossal mistake — September 2012.
