I read somewhere (possibly on jezebel) that women who never marry are happier in later life than those that do. This reassured me greatly.

As someone who’s dealing with some extremely challenging marriage issues, I can attest to this. There’s no one to talk about it with.

I wish I could have simply sucked it yup and carried on. I was out of my mind when I discovered my ex-wife’s affair. She makes twice what I do, so the financial impacts are less for her, but I was able to keep the house.

Well, this is exactly what I wanted to hear.

Seriously, as having gone through a divorce myself, it is physically hard and emotionally devastating. You get too upset to eat, the crying isn’t good. You may self isolate for a while. But also many women lose insurance coverage, particularly if the husband is the primary bread winner, so they don’t go to the doctor…

During the worst-possible breakup of a 30-year marriage—really, the details even now seem like something out of a very bad Lifetime movie—I started having feelings of pressure on my chest. Finally, after a few episodes, I went to the ER, had a battery of tests, and was diagnosed as experiencing severe stress. So no…

I just can’t imagine it. The mother of the fucker knew! How could they look at my friend in the eye in family gatherings! It was sick.

I hate that “honor code” where nobody’s supposed to tell anybody that anybody’s cheating.

Why not just divorce her? Ultimate coward.

It looks like she started with the idea of making Mexican food because even rich people know rice and beans are cheap and nutritious, blew her wad on limes and queso, then said fuckit let’s grab a dozen eggs and a bag of frozen peas and get out of here.

That might get you thru a week if you eat nothing but black bean burritos and ... lettuce omelettes?

I get that logic, but being married does not automatically mean one person will not be fuck over the other person. If I were married to my ex and in the same situation (having signed a month to month lease on a house owned by his mother, at his urging but also with his support and promise that we’d live there happily…

I shouldn’t be surprised, but people are so heartless. I did have a very nice conversation with my favorite uncle that helped me move on a bit. He’s always given me wise advice like not even my father has, and he put everything in perspective for me. He said that I had been through so much on my life that it was good…

I KNOW. I guess I feel better knowing this experience is pretty common. Except in my case, I KNEW better. I knew he was leaving for NY when we started dating and that it wouldn’t come to anything. And I still let myself fall face first in love with him. I guess I’d hoped something would happen and he’d stay or that…

Dating is such a crapshoot. Recently, I thought I met a wonderful guy who said he was a feminist, liked independent women, and intelligent (geeky) women. We hit it off amazingly well, both mentally and physically, and then he just ghosted on me. No explanation, NOTHING. I’d guess that he is seeing someone else, but…

I am in the thick of this, and this hurt me a little to read. I had been living with my ex for six months, and moved into a new place (which I spent tons of time, energy, and money getting cleaned and put together) I trusted him enough to put myself in a situation where I could potentially be kicked out onto the…

I’ve been in this situation before. To open up to someone like you never did before in your entire life, only to suddenly have the door slammed in your face... metaphorically speaking. It leaves you speechless and ashamed. And then something inside of you says “See? I told you to be carefull. You knew this was going…

I got some of those two weeks ago...

I was coming to say this! In the middle of a PMS freak out I found their Samoa knockoffs and calmed my inner monster.

HI HELLO WHAT THE FUCK ARE THOSE AND WHERE DO I GET THEM