I've had a bad time, which we won't dwell on. We were married and we worked together for 52 years, and suddenly with her gone I was a quadriplegic. Slowly I'm crawling back.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My first wife tried to get back with me a year later, but there was no way. I used to think she was the be-all and end-all, but I got my stinky little pride back.
I was married for 18 years to a woman who wanted me to get sober for all 18 years and I never did. She finally came to her senses and divorced me.
She divorced me August 10 of 2000, but she never was able to completely get rid of me. Don't ask me why.
I am still in love with my wife.
I've got a new relationship and I'm trapped in this old life.
Coming to terms with the fact that my marriage was a failure was devastating and very difficult. I blamed myself for a lot of things. It took me a very long time to get over it.
I fell in love with my wife twenty years ago. I am only now, it seems, getting it through my very thick skull how lucky I am.
I was so devastated by my second divorce that I had a nervous breakdown.
There were times after my marriage ended where, you know, I really felt like I was at the bottom of a mountain, there was a great big, fog up there, and I'm never going to cross to the other side.
We've been together since we've been teenagers. I can go away and disappear for two years, and when we get back together, it's like nothing ever has changed.