Divorcee and single mom of two at the ripe young age twenty-three. Ask me five years ago if I thought that I'd be here, and I would have laughed in your face.

I guess I should start off with a little backstory...I'll do the quick recap for you so I won't bore...

I joined the Navy at eighteen.
Met and married -A. at nineteen.
Had -B. at twenty.
Had -C. at twenty-two.
Throw in three deployments in that mix, and about a half a dozen online affairs on his part, varying in degrees, and that should bring you up to speed.

I warned him that I wouldn't keep forgiving him, and that one day his apologies and false promises were going to fall on deaf ears once he got me to the point that I no longer believed him. And I caught him for the last time. I originally had agreed to wait until he got home from Iraq and we would go to counseling, but another girl just fell in my lap again, without me even having to look. He's not willing to do anything on his part to save the marriage, won't give up passwords, or delete accounts, or go to counseling, and now says that he doesn't think he's "ready" to be married. Nice. Thanks for realizing that three and a half years and two children into our marriage. So here I am, living back at my parents house with my little girls, and as humble as ever.

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I'm starting this blog to help me get myself back on my feet, both in mind and in body. I'm going to have to learn the ropes of being a newly single mom of a rebellious two year old and a very curious 11 month old, become a full time student, find a job again after being a stay at home mom for over a year, and the insanely scary feat of trying to date again. =)