Well put. My marriage was over 15 years ago after my 25-year-old wife had a summertime fling with my older brother. Walked in one afternoon and they were in my bed. I stuck around for the kid’s sake. My youngest is 17 now. We are divorcing now, and she wants way more than half my stuff. I wish she would just take all her self-help books and crap and get the he11 out of my life.
At this point I am looking for a gal who is not fat, and smells right where it counts (bonus points if she makes a lot of money and isn’t around very much). I will date until I find her. I am 41, and am very glad I had my kids when I was young (I don’t think I have ever had a cross word with either of my boys, ever). I don’t know what the future holds, but I intend on having fun finding out.
Until she called the cops on me and shacked up with someone else. Her mom even tells me: "I'm so sorry, I don't know what happened to my girl..."