I feel taken advantage of. In general. In my life.

Everyone around me. I don’t have any money. I am in debt. My husband is injured and depressed. My children are okay, but not doing well at their school because they aren’t doing their homework because I am not giving the tiem and space to do it, and they are all in one stupid room. One room for four kids. I want to move—to westwood, or somewhere near there: santa monica?

Maybe.

I want—I pray that this baby be born healthy.

Love,

FJB

Sometimes life goes well. Sometimes it goes crazy.

I am aware of so many close friends right now who are having serious trouble in their marriage, or divorce even.

And my husband and me? Somehow we are still together–not to tempt fate or anything.

And life is hard sometimes. What about you?

Are you noticing an upswing in separating couples?