I was watching a famous actress talk about how she was very blessed because she found and married the love of her life. I thought my husband was the love of my life while he was courting me. He is not the love of my life married to him (Not that I know who is my love of my life). I don't respect or love him but I chose this mess. I could have got out over and over again but I gave him chance after chance. He really didn't want to make me happy just himself. He has a wonderful life IMO I do not. I am sad for the choices I made when I could have left after the first bad incident.