My husband started working for her and they started spending massive time together. Within two weeks my husband says he wants space. By the time the ultrasound for our fourth child came around they were “together” he was spending nights at her place. Before this she had gone out to dinner with me and even met our children. My oldest is now on suicide watch and the middle two are having behaviour issues. I wound up having the baby six weeks early due to the stress and had to spend time with the baby in the intensive care nursery. The picture was taken on my 11th wedding anniversary. And we are still married, not even officially separated. She manages a subway inside the wood village Wal-Mart. She still pushes to stay with him. My kids don’t matter to either of them. And I’m supposed to be “nice”
