There are many different types of cheating. Physical, emotional, psychological. Believe me, they all happen.

I am a photographer. I will have my bachelor's in photography in the summer '09.

My specialty is black and white. I can get lost in the darkroom alone with my photos.

Man, that does suck. I have no idea why nice guys have such a hard time. I think being nice is a sign of weakness, so it opens you to cunning people. I don't want to change though. Caring about others and being sensitive to others feelings is part of my soul. I have lost everything. I won't lose my soul.

Does your heart ever stop hurting?

Thankyou, and I do agree with everything you said, but even my wife has said, and I quote, "I have the greatest husband anyone could want. Many women would be lucky to have a husband like mine, but I don't want him."

I have never had a problem with self perception before. I can do anything I put my mind to. Except read people's true intentions.

You are all VERY sweet. It is really helping.

Thank You.

I will check this several times for a pick me up.

It's been months of me trying not to be angry. You know, I always thought that money would bring me happiness. Now that I am comfortable, it just gives more reasons for people to lie to you.

I AM UGLY!! I AM FAT!!

These are the terms used to make people feel bad about themselves for being who they are and not falling into a mold. This consumer society ruins peoples lives and their perceptions of themselves. I have tried no to believe these things about myself, but I have to face the facts: In a society where people are told how the feel and what they are attracted to by the television and magazines, I AM UGLY AND I AM FAT. Why fight it anymore.

I AM INTELLIGENT!! I AM SWEET!! I AM A GENTLEMAN!! I AM CARING!!

Why don't these things matter. Why doesn't anyone give a f**k about these attributes.

My ex-wife gained a lot of weight and had skin problems because of a medication that she was on. I truly loved her. I swear, I didn't even notice the weight. She was always the most beautiful person to me. Well, I supported her through college, paid for her to go to graduate school, paid for her apartment in England. paid for her utilities, food etc..

Well, she lost her weight, her skin cleared up, and she cheated on me with some "cool" college guy she met at a party. A man that could "turn her on in ways that I never could". AFTER SIX YEARS OF MARRIAGE!!

People are S**T!!!!!!!!!! There is no loyalty. I hate this life. I need to get away from everything for good.

Sorry for the rant, I have no family or friends to talk to. I gave everything up for my "happy" marriage.

I hope everyone has a Merry Tuesday.

Believe me, I wish someone would have warned me!!! LOL

My ex is extremely intelligent, had a Bachelors degree by the time she was 21, and she still needed time to "grow up".

My ex wife was 19 when we met, 21 when we married, and I am 7 years older than her. In my situation exactly what you said happened. She needed more life experience. One of the toughest lessons of my life. We divorced after 4 years of marriage.

Once a cheater, always a cheater. Leopard doesn't change their spots etc...

Thank you all for being so nice already. I'm already feeling all warm and tingly.

Well, I am new here, but I hope to be an active member. I am newly single after four years of marriage, and am finishing work on my bachelors degree, so I spend a lot of time alone in my house on the computer.

I don't enjoy drinking, and I am not very good in person, so I figured this would be a good way to meet new friends.

I look forward to meeting some people.

Go Vikings.

I have a major scar across my face. It goes all the way from my right ear, down my jaw line, and to the corner of my mouth. I TRIED not to let it affect me, but you perceive that you can see it in people's eyes, the direction of their eyes. Before long, I couldn't even make eye contact anymore.

I have a high IQ, a great sense of humor, I am great at communicating, and most importantly, I am loyal and faithful. Nothing but the facade of relationships because of the comforts I could offer.

Then I woke up one morning and looked at myself in a whole new way. My scars are a story line of my life. As Doug Stanhope says, "I was a player in this life, not a spectator".

The sad part is that I still don't have a relationship, and I may well die alone, but I am going to die alone with my head held high.

I guess what I'm trying to say is do you want to be intimate with someone who would reject you for the trials and tribulations of life.