I was really a little housewife with two small children, and I had a husband who really didn't want his wife to work. He didn't like the competition. That's why I'm not married to him anymore.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I wanted my marriage to work, but it didn't.
There were so many occasions when I wasn't around for my kids or my husband. But we learnt to work around it.
I never want my kids to feel like I'm just some housewife who was just kicking it with my husband, because that's not the kind of woman that I am.
For a decade, I was a stay-at-home mom. I sent my husband to his law office, sat on PTA boards and baked cookies - great cookies. All of a sudden, I had no husband, no job, few prospects, and two small children who had grown accustomed to eating.
I didn't want to get married, and I didn't want kids - I knew I wanted to act.
As much as I love my daughters, I wasn't happy with only being a stay-at-home-dad, and my wife encouraged me to try, to really try, at being a writer. More than anything, I didn't want to let her down.
I think I tried to control situations within my first marriage and I wasn't the easiest person to live with.
One of the things that concerned me was the way the system operated: the wife who went out to work got a full personal allowance, but the wife who was working at home got nothing. This was particularly hard on wives who gave up work for a time to bring up children.
I've often thought if I didn't make my marriage work, I would have failed at my one true shot at happiness.
I left my marriage knowing I'd have to work. I have.