Strength for Susan Susan represents all women who have experienced the hurt and pain of a failed marriage.
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How To Not Hate My Husband. Who exactly are we talking about? How I met my beloved and a boyfriend. Who the fuck cares right? I mean what is with me finding posts or seeing things about how you met your mate, tell us your story. Talk about a combo back in the day.
This is my last week of work. So we need the house to sell. And for his visa to be issued. We need to get over there so he can start making money again! But for now, I am stressed! August 6, 2015. I had a great day.
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He Had An Affair and this is My Life. At some point in the midst of grief and healing, a decision has to be made. The other day my husband said that he was going to get the Five Love Languages book by Gary D.
Sometimes I get a pain in my chest and it radiates to my throat. 2 Comments on My broken heart.
Life, Beauty, and Jewelry. I wish to swim away from this pain that drowns me. But then I forget I am a rock. Often stepped on and sometimes kicked. Unable to feel sadness or happiness. I wish I could break. So that I could feel something other than emptiness. As I am tossed and kicked further away. I am a simple rock. And when I hit the bottom. I will stay as my new solid form.
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