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I left my ex wife to be with my current wife of almost ten years. I have never been happier, we have 4 kids and things are amazing.

My ex wife was a manipulative, abusive, controlling bitch, she cheated on me multiple times. I thought i had a kid with her but i actually don't, and it has been proven that he is not mine through DNA testing, but since I lived in Texas at the time and Texas Attorney General doesn't give a shit about the dad I am still stuck paying child support for him, which in the end is fine, I still see him as my son.

My ex wife used to control everything I did, she blocked any channel that might have nudity, websites as well. If we were out in public she would scold me openly for even looking in the general direction of an attractive female. If we watched a movie with nudity she would cover my eyes and berate me afterwards for wanting to fuck someone else.

My current wife, is very loving we communicate very well, we have our own hobbies and interest outside of ourselves and family, doesn't give a shit about porn or nudity in general, she doesn't care if I look as long as I don't touch. She doesn't berate me in public or private, she makes me happier than I ever thought I could be. She doesn't cheat on me. She is honestly the best thing that ever happened to me.

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I was married for about 16 years, but unhappy and had been contemplating leaving for a couple of years (dead bedroom, we never did anything together, she spent all day watching soaps to have me come home and watch a couple shows together before she'd fall asleep on the couch, etc). I had tried to get her to agree to counseling several times but her personality didn't work with airing our problems to someone else and she thought we could fix it on our own.

I remember one day thinking that if I could just consider her my roommate or friend instead of my wife I could just suffer through it (for the sake of our kid, etc). I cried myself to sleep that night...

So anyways, awhile later, me and a co-worker (15 years younger than me) went to a conference together. We had some drinks and some flirting but nothing happened until about a year later when we got put on a project together and started texting more. Ended up developing feelings over time and then several months later we spontaneously/unexpectedly kissed and it escalated from there.

To make it worse, she was engaged to be married about 6 months from then. About three months into our (physical) relationship, we had to make some tough decisions because we both felt we had both fallen in love with each other over the last year or so before we had even started anything physical.

She broke off her engagement (she had been with him 8 years) and I started the painful divorce process, all the while second guessing myself that I was throwing away my now 18 year marriage to a person I had been with for 25....well over half my life. But I had to come to terms that I wasn't happy and had to accept that even if things didn't work out with the new girlfriend, that I would be happier alone than staying in the marriage.

Once I accepted that and got over the fear of being alone, it was easier. I was then doing it for myself, not for the other woman. Plus I knew it was a new relationship (red alert), she was 15 years younger (red alert) and it was starting out as an affair (red alert). Not much of a chance it would work out.

I moved out about 1.5 years ago and divorce was finalized in November. My girlfriend and I moved in together this past July and things are going great. We've been together for almost 2.5 years at this point and have been talking marriage.

The sky is not the limit. Your mind is.

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.

The ship is safest when it is in port, but that’s not what ships were built for.
Don’t be afraid if things seem difficult in the beginning. That’s only the initial impression. The important thing is not to retreat: You have to master yourself.

Backstory: My ex and I were best friends for 12 years, dated for 8. We weren't married because it was illegal at the time (gayyyyyy). Near the end of our relationship I did actually ask her to marry me because it was becoming legal in some states. Her response was to write me a letter, telling me she'd cheated.

We always prided ourselves on being a very trustworthy couple and it was all a complete lie on her part, but I loved her. I understand people make mistakes. So I asked her if there was anything else she wanted to tell me and she started spewing things from her mouth that only Satan would do. So horrible I locked myself in the bathroom for an hour, sobbing and dry heaving at how horrible of a person I'd loved.

She is married now to a man and he has no idea. I never told anyone but I'm not sure there's anything that can legally be done. I don't have any contact with her nor do I Facebook stalk her, but sometimes someone will send me a pic or post. She apparently is getting her dream job and has the best marriage. They got married after only 2 months of dating right out of a 8 yr relationship. I feel so bad for the dude.

I'm not sure what she is saying is true because she's a liar and I know that she'd never let anyone know if her relationship sucked. Nobody even knew we'd broken up until months after, that's how private we were. Every time I see how supposedly great her life is I think about how I could ruin it all, but I don't. I just really want Karma to rear its ugly head.

As for me, I am amazing. I met a wonderful, intelligent, passionate woman almost two years ago. I honestly didn't know relationships could be this great. I sometimes can't believe I wasted so much time on the wrong person, but my girlfriend tells me it was fate just so I could meet her. I've never been so sure about a person in my 29 years of life and I'm (secretly) looking to propose over Thanksgiving. She's about to graduate in Dec so I think it'll be a nice little holiday surprise.
The best part though is that I also took the dog and cat from my previous relationship. So I get a great woman and two cute af animals.

How the hell could I not be happy!?

People are capable, at any time in their lives, of doing what they dream of.

I got married young at 19, to someone I had been with for a year but friends with throughout school. The marriage was not the best thought out idea (we were both quite immature teenagers who absolutely believed we were the most mature two people on the planet. Hindsight.) though we got along really well, he is a great person.

We had our daughter a couple of years later, when we were both at college and went on to university, so stuff was intense and hard work. A few months after I had began dating him I met one of his friends and felt an instant connection, a kind of "Jesus, I've never felt like this before" connection. Put it to the back of my mind but had on/off discussions with this person over the following few years about how we felt (turned out the connection was mutual). I felt like I had been emotionally unfaithful by having these conversations and attempting to pursue a friendship, which sucks just as bad as being physically unfaithful and I have learned to accept that.

When my daughter was two I reached a point of thinking, "Am I delaying the inevitable"? I've had these feelings for years, they don't seem to be going away even through periods of absolutely zero contact with the person, even when investing all my energy into making my relationship work. Is it better to leave now whilst my daughter is young enough not to have any memories of me and her father together, or leave when she's older and risk fucking her up completely.

The person I had these feelings for had always said "focus on your family" and never tried to push me into any decisions, but would be honest about his own feelings (and how much they were fucking him up too I guess). So I came clean and told my husband that I was unhappy because of these feelings that I couldn't overcome and I felt like staying in the marriage would be denying him the opportunity to find someone who is 100% devoted to him. I felt like I was wasting his time. I should reiterate that my husband (soon to be ex) is a really good person, he has loads of positive qualities and is a fantastic father too. I respect him and I want him to have all the happiness he deserves, he deserved more than what I was able to give him. We were living like good friends, after my daughter's conception we were no longer intimate (he went pretty much two years without sex). That isn't the way a successful relationship should be.

He took it really well, I think he knew deep down all along. We had had conversations throughout the relationship about this other person and our friendship, so it wasn't a surprise to him. We manage to completely share our daughter equally and even when things have been rough we've managed to put her needs first. We are amicable, mainly for the sake of our child. Me and my now S/O live together and it's as I expected, which is really well. He gets on great with my child and she adores him, though the boundaries are clear in that she doesn't need a second dad or step-father figure, her real dad is brilliant so we would never enforce that.

My ex has found someone else too, she seems lovely. I've become a better partner because of this too, I'm better at communicating (which was a massive issue in my marriage) and have a complete honesty policy. If I have an issue, I don't just bottle it up and hope it will go away of its own accord. I spend more time thinking about decisions rather than just acting on impulse. I'm not sure if that is down to learning from the previous relationship, or just generally growing up a bit.

With hindsight, I shouldn't have rushed into my marriage so young, I should definitely have been more open and honest at the time, when me and husband were dating before letting it get to the point it did. That was really shitty of me, I guess I just thought I needed to ride it out, that the feelings would disappear over time if I just buried them really deep. Obviously, continuing sporadic contact with the person was never going to aid that, so again that is something I have accepted was not the right way to go about things. At the same time though, I don't really regret anything because I have a beautiful daughter out of my previous relationship, and my husband and I did have some really good times.

Feelings cannot be helped but it is the way in which we deal with them that counts. I should have dealt with them better. There are no excuses for that, being a dumb teenager doesn't excuse it, being a coward doesn't excuse it. On the whole, the situation was a lot less messy than I thought it would be. I'm lucky in a lot of ways. It does feel rubbish knowing that I left my husband for another man, it isn't a nice label to have and the negative things that happened because of it (losing friends, disappointing family) are probably well deserved. I have to own that, but I don't want it to define me.

Strong people stand up for themselves. Stronger people stand up for others.