I'll give you the highlight (or, uh low-lights I guess).
Was married 13 years, had one kid - once the kid was born the wife didn't want to go back to work and made all kinds of excuses up as to why she shouldn't. I compromised with her going back once our kid started school - well that didn't happen and she just wanted to sit home. I told her I wanted a divorce (there were other issues, we hardly talked basically were roommates). She agreed we'd make it mutual I had all of the paperwork done but then she ran off got a lawyer and filed first (putting her in control). She being the woman pretty much took me to the cleaners. After that (and I had never been a drinker) I started to go out and socially drink.
After that was over I got in really good shape started dating a girl I had known for years. My own fuck up here - she had a 3 month old baby and two older kids - should have seen that red flag but I was blinded by her hotness. I finally decide I'm not fucking up what little life I have left by bringing up some other dudes baby and dealing with all the bagged she brought to the table no matter how hot she was. I break up with her - and let me tell you when you break up with a good looking girl that is use to being the one ending it who already had it planned out to buy a house together and get married (in the course of like 3 months) - they go batshit crazy. Fast forward a month I'm full on the dating scene - then one night there is a knock at my door and it's the police with an order of protection. She stated I damaged her house after we broke up - we go to court the judge laughs her out of there she has zero proof and at one point she emotionally belts out "he just wants to go back to his ex-wife and I had no idea where that even came from (that was super sweet because it was even a female judge). After this whole shitshow I started to sit at home and drink - just on the weekends at first but, then it pretty much morphed into every night. It would be nothing for me to drink an entire bottle of vodka a night then get up and go to the office the next day.
After all of that I was like fuck this relationship stuff - I really had a taste of how the system was stacked against me. But, low and behold this sexy little single mom works her way into my life, she was 4 years younger than me but, within the first few months she was already wanting to get "MY" house (yes, my house) ready to sell so we could get a place together. On top of it I had to constantly hear about baby daddy. This just enabled the drinking more because she drank like a fish so when she didn't have her son she'd be at my house on the weekends and during the week sometimes and we'd just get hammered.
I finally said fuck this I am tired of people playing the system and having some much control over my life - so I stopped drinking, I'm starting to work out again and focus on my career again (I was lucky to hang on to my great job through all of this).
Long story but, sort of feels good to tell it.