Scott and I married in October of 2004. It was a second marriage for both of us with three kids between us, and we lived happily ever after. The end.
Well, OK…maybe it didn’t actually go down like that. Here’s our story.
Scott and I married in October of 2004. With stars in our eyes and hearts thumping out of our chests for each other, we took the plunge into marriage with nothing but love and positive outcomes for the future dancing in our heads. Cue the mentally ill son, the vindictive ex-wife, the overly dramatic toddler, the socially unattached other son, the fact that we were step-parents, the wounds and perceptions from past marriages, the decision to adopt older children out of foster care, and BOOM we found ourselves in a deep pit of daily chaos and an escalating pile of resentment for each other and our circumstances.