I found out after marks latest infidelity, that we are expecting for the 3rd time this year. I can't really sum into words what I felt when we found out. I was confused and not ready. Not ready for the heart ache that I just endured just a few weeks prior. I emotionally couldn't face it. The cramps, the weird fluid that discharges, not being able ( Read more... )

Okay. So it has been a rollercoaster. I wont go into the cheating, because I have several posts about that already. We have been doing okay, no sex, or anything couple-like. We talk sometimes, we still share the same bed, SOMETIMES, depending. I sleep on the couch a lot. We do okay most days. The only thing I hate, and the only thing that gets me ( Read more... )

We had our d&c on July 17th. That was before all the cheating shit and what not. We had sex a few days after the surgery and somehow, got pregnant.... again. of course, hes been cheating and all of that drama with him, I am worried about the baby, and him, and our life, our future...

The heart rate for the first baby that we lost in March the heart ( Read more... )

Where to start ? First off, we all know the cheating story as of two and a half weeks ago. So we wont go into that. We have been to a few therapy appointments since then, the counselor is not very good, and I want to change counselors. She doesn't ask questions, she seems to think us talking is the best thing, which it is, but I figured she would ( Read more... )

we just moved across the country to live in north carolina, where he just got stationed, and built a house here, and this was going to be like a fresh start for us since he cheated when we were in california. and everything was going good, until we lost the baby at 10 weeks about 2 weeks ago now, and had to have emergency surgery, and my birthday ( Read more... )

So my worst fears came to life, as mark brought home divorce papers yesterday.

What do I do? He wont talk to me. Completely cold and distant.

My heart hurts badly. I died a thousand deaths staring at those papers. He left this morning. Wont talk to me. Wont even answer my calls. Wont tell me what I did. I wish he would.

There is not enough super glue in the world to mend the shattered, fractured pieces of shard from my broken, achey heart. I am not sure how I'll get past this. Not this time. Not like the last. Completely out of the blue. No warning ( Read more... )

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What a week.

I believe I have aged, at least 5 years this week. Lets go to the beginning here.

Last Thursday, I was 10 days late from my period. I bought a few home pregnancy tests, and I tried two and they were positive. The next morning, I did three more, all positive. I get so excited.  I made an appointment at the naval hospital, said stomach flu ( Read more... )