My soon to be ex wife, was fucking up for a solid year. She’s the type to act like a high class person but would does shitty things in the dark. For a full year I was paying for her car that I bought her. I was busy with my new career so I told her to make the payments to the car. I get a letter in the mail one day that they are going to repo the car(I was giving her the cash). This is when I knew the marriage was done. She was taking the money I was giving her and spending it on concerts and her bills. While she was telling my mom that she didn’t think she wanted to be with me. The drinking started and she drove drunk one day with my son in the car. When I confronted her she punched me in the face. I didn’t report it since she was my wife. Now I regret that to this day. On my birthday she then ask me for a divorce. I said fuck it, let’s do it. Fellas, don’t listen to the shit they say. Every promise she made turn into her taking her word back on everything. I then decided I’m no longer paying for the car after she kicked me out without anything. I though about killing myself or moving to Mexico to start a new life. But I got kids with her. Now that the water has settled, I’m happy, I got my kids now and enjoy my new girlfriend. If I would have put the gun in my mouth I wouldn’t see how much she was hurting me and dragging me down. Life’s fucking great! If you thinking about a divorce, do it man. There is so many things out there. Leave them whores to the hookup pages and get out and enjoy life. You’ll find a better person. Don’t let their negativity cover you life.

-from a battered husband.