Tried many times to get me to hit her. I was raised better than that. She would stay in another room and want to talk. I would open up to her and wanted to get counseling to save our marriage. Then she would tell me she's having an affair.

Months later, same ol thing, I go to work and she would be out all day. I worked afternoons. Keep in mind that I also had just left the military. I was struggling with my tradition, my life was now upside down, and my depression started getting worse.

She kept up the bs and started turning our son on me. Her lies to other people were becoming to facts in her own mind. She made me into a villain. None of it was true. I was miserable.

One day at work, I got lots of texts as soon as I turned on my phone. My neighbors were telling me there was a moving van in front of my house. I left work after calling her and she split. My neighbors said that they were all laughing and joking about how I was on my way and to break as much stuff as possible.

I called her trying to talk to my son. She wouldn't call back. She would text that he's fine and excited to have a new room.

Ironical enough, 10 years prior, I moved her out of her ex's apartment in the same way. Her mom did the same thing to her three ex-husbands.

I sat in a lawn chair in the living that evening petting my dog and crying. I didn't have a clue what I did to deserve to be so hurt.

After our divorce was final, she asked to get back together. She was with her soon-to-be husband. I was shocked. When I told her no, she took out her IUD and baby trapped him. She was a paramedic and knew what would happen, she said she told him the IUD failed because she had a cyst pop.

Hope that's enough of a story.