"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"This post is for the wife who is ready to bolt. The one who’s fed up and sick of feeling alone. I agree, it’s unfair that you are disregarded. I feel so strongly about it because I was once there."
"I remember finishing my ex-husband's answers as he admitted for the first time of an ongoing affair. As he confessed, I finished the words 'She’s pregnant.'"
"I stood in a bathroom alone. I placed my hand on my very pregnant belly which housed our two babies, I smiled through puffy eyes and a broken heart, and I snapped a picture. I posted it on Facebook and said, 'Happy St. Patrick’s Day from the 3 of us.' I didn’t know where my husband was..."