I know that there are some fanatics out there who will say divorce is always a bad thing but those people have never walked in my shoes so they can kiss my a**. I've just come to the conclusion that marriage is a bad thing. If we didn't have marriage we would have no need for divorce.

I've added being married to the long list of things that I obviously am not good at. I got married the first time when I was 20 years old. I married my high school sweetheart (term doesn't really apply because he was never a sweetheart). I quickly discovered that the things I didn't like about him but tolerated when we dated were no longer tolerable when we lived together. The first problem was his unwillingness to work. He had a full-time job as a mechanic but shortly after we married he cut back to part-time and I got my second full-time job. This allowed him to have plenty of time to hang out with his friends and to keep tabs on my every move, not that I did much besides go to work between 80 and 100 hours a week.

Funny thing about working that much was that I had less money than I ever did. He appointed himself the keeper of our finances - even going so far as to take money out of my purse without telling me so that I could only go so far away from him. This marriage, needless to say, was rapidly deteriorating and was over within 10 months. Was divorce a bad thing. Hell no!!! I can't even imagine how horrible my life would have been with him. I recently saw him at our 20 year class reunion and he hasn't changed a bit. I feel really sorry for the woman who is now married to him. I'm sure her life is a living hell.

My second marriage was to a man who was 15 years older than me. This marriage made it four years. Once again, I'm clueless when I look back as to how in God's name I thought I could spend the rest of my life with this man. He was semi-normal at one point but as the years went by he just became more and more freaky. Yes, I'm talking in the perverted sexual sense. His little fantasy sex life eventually left the fantasy world to become his reality. He began demanding that I do things that were revolting and perverted. Didn't take me long to jump ship when that began. Thank God I didn't have any children with either of these men. Divorce gave me the option of pulling up stakes and starting over.

I'm a believer that if you aren't happy then you need to get happy. You have one life and you're bound to make mistakes (or if you're me a series of mistakes that obviously I didn't learn much from since I'm married again). I don't see any need to spend years in a perpetual state of unhappiness when you have the option of leaving. Divorce is never easy but I must say that it was well worth it to me. My life is much better without husband #1 and husband #2. Husband #3 is still in the trial phase. I'll write another hub when I decide if this one's going to last.