“My ex husband was an abusive alcoholic. I left him and moved across the country to be with family. My husband's ex wife was a complete slut-and was a drunk who had run off with other guys a lot, leaving my husband and their two year old home alone on holidays, she was just the worst.

At the time I was hanging out with her, I did not know about her drug habit. I knew her drinking was out of control. Well, Christmas Eve came around. I was at their house, hanging out, and decided to spend the night there, because the roads were too slippery to drive on safely (sleet and snow) and I wasn't going to risk a wreck.

I wake up the next morning: her husband is sitting on the couch. I ask what's going on. He says the slut ran off again. Said he'd only stuck around because he knew she was incapable of caring for their son, but this was the last straw, abandoning the two year old on Christmas eve.

Fast forward six years later: we are married, still in love, he has sole legal and physical custody of his son, I have sole legal and physical custody of my daughters. We make six figures now (we were dead broke back then), own a farm, and live fifteen hundred miles away from our ex spouses.

Both ex's have multiple drug and alcohol charges now, jail time, etc....so they proved their character. Life is good. We started in a weird situation, but damn it worked out really well. He is the love of my life. And why am I posting this here? Because when we got together, our spouses thought they were going to be getting back with us. We had to curb their crazy and sneak around until we got our ducks in a row.”