My dog is really sick and we probably need to put him to sleep. The odds are 95% chance he won't recover at this point. DH says we are "killing our dog" if we put him down. Seriously think we are going to need marriage counseling over this. He is acting like a child and the whole situation is heart wrenching and refuckingdiculous.

My friend is messing w/a married guy. Allegedly going to get a divorce. She is already falling for him (she is single and no kids). They met 3 wks ago and he is already talking about moving in with her. Just too much to type here, but I see a broken heart in her near future :( He says he's falling for her too but red flags a flyin' everywhere.

Turn on your heartlight.....

He said he is moving back to his home country, probably soon. This "I am leaving I am not" thing is killing me, he's been doing this for over a month now. But the moving back bomb he dropped yesterday seems real. I wish he'd rip the band aid off for once and for all. I'm heartbroken.

Well, another work week is done with me. And here again I'm feeling that way again, loving this guy that I can't have. I come home to my husband, yelling at me, I can't get through to him, he is so impossible to communicate with. I am daydreaming about this co-worker I can't have, all he does now is talk about how he's leaving and it's breaking my heart. Yet at the same time I know it's better, I sort of wish he'd hurry and leave so I can attempt to just move on from him. I have to try to make it work with my husband, yet I don't know how to do that when he refuses counseling or to even try. His way is for me to just ignore his outbursts because he never means it and he knows he's wrong. I'm tired of his messes... that's no reason to divorce. I'm sure work-guy isn't much better. Of course it's easy to love work guy, I don't deal with him on a daily basis. He's so much more attractive too. I have to be rational. I cry all the time cause I want work guy and I wish my husband could just disappear. I'm a horrible person!

I can't tell if this is the parenting channel by some of these confessions, but here goes my rant. My kids went to their father's for the first time since our divorce, which was just finalized a month ago. He lives across the country and has only seen them a few times a year for a weekend since they were 3 (they're 6 now). While his mom was supposed to help watch our kids, he needed extra help cause she had "heart palpitations" the first night they stayed with her. She's in her late 50's, is a kept woman, and does not have heart issues *insert eye roll*. Come to find out, his recent gf has been "babysitting" my kids. He told me several times she is just the babysitter, but it became quite clear she was not. Not by his own admission, simply by what my kids have told me and womanly instinct. While he was several states away for biz I wanted to speak to the babysitter (that's what I thought she was at the time) and everyone refused. He wouldn't give me her number, his mom says "I don't want to be involved" which at the time didn't make sense to me, and the gf, which I found out later knew I wanted to speak with her continued to avoid me, even while my kids were in her care. Part of me feels like I'm being to overprotective and another part of me feels they can't treat me this way. Then I find out he brought my kids around yet another woman and her child and I don't think gf#1 knows. This is exactly what I don't want my kids exposed to, seeing daddy recycle several women. I try to explain to him my concerns and while he says we're on the same page, come to find out many of the things he said during their trip were lies. I feel helpless and will be speaking to my atty about my options. Any one else experience this? What was your outcome?

I do love my doggy with all of my heart, unconditionally. He brings so much joy to my life and I do my best to give him the best life he could ever have. However, I know that his lifespan is much shorter than mine. Unless I walk in front of a bus, I will outlive him. When he dies, I will be heartbroken but I also know I will adopt another dog. Whereas losing a child is something that is on a whole other level. No parent can replace their child.

I am a 36B and my ex used to make fun of my "small breasts" I didint have the heart to remind him that he weighs 300 pounds.

I've lost the love of my life. My heart is crushed.

I miss how, after sex, we'd lay down and cuddle. Then he'd hold my head to his rapidly beating chest and tell me that his heart only beats for me.