“I didn’t want to get burned. I didn't want to be the other woman, but I wanted him with all my might.”

“Even though their marriage had been dead for over two years (her words, not mine), this put her in the role of the innocent. She was now a woman scorned. ~Shattered Reality”

“I could only defend myself so much. It was my word against his. There was no evidence, nor was there any proof. My word meant very little.”

“I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.”

“I don’t know if this happens in all relationships, but I just got so sick of his all too familiar stories. I had heard these stories so many times that I could have recited them myself.”

“He wanted revenge and I knew he would not stop until he got it. I had to hope he would run out of fuel.”

“Being married definitely took work. When we fought, I felt like I wanted to float away and drown, whereas before I knew I could walk away without any strings attached.”

“I tried, I really tried, to stick with it. I planned to grow old with this man and possibly die in his arms.”

“Somehow, we both got carried away. I don’t know exactly how it happened, but before long, I knew nothing was ever going to be the same.”

“I had just turned thirty. That was enough in itself to be depressed about. I never thought I would be this age and feel this worthless. I was supposed to be “somebody.” I guess you could say I was slightly disappointed at the outcome.”

“Not long after my mom died, my dad pretty much kicked me out of the house. He never said, “Get out of my house,” but instead, I came home one night to find all my clothes scattered all over our front lawn.”