When I was in college, I met Josh.* It was love at first sight. He took me out on romantic dates to the beach at night, we traveled to Europe, and ate chocolate covered strawberries and drank champagne on Valentine’s Day. We were totally insperable. I was madly in love, and I knew that I had met “the one.”
We got married right after college. My other friends were traveling, moving away, and going to grad school. I was totally committed to being the best wife for Josh. Why did I need a career when I had a husband? I wanted to be a housewife– cook, clean, and take care of the children all day.
After our daughter and son were born, things began to change. Josh would come home really late at night, and leave really early the next morning. He hardly ever spent any time with me or our children. After snooping around his computer, I found out he was having an affair with a girl named Jessica.* He would drive out to her house and help HER with her house and kids. I was Josh’s wife and mother to his children, and he didn’t even want to give me that respect.
I sat him down one day and told him I wanted a divorce. Even though I still loved him, I knew that I needed to get away. I had given Josh my whole life, and I needed it back.
So, I took our kids, got my own apartment, and found a job. Times were tough, but I stuck with it. I ended up becoming a manager for the business I was working for. I was able to buy a house for myself and my kids. After a few years, a cute guy named Eddie began working at my business. He was also divorced with two kids. He asked me out for dinner, and the sparks flew. We are madly in love, and our kids all get along. Even though I didn’t get my marriage right on the first try, I’m pretty sure I got it right on the second.
*Names have been changed
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