Exhausted and Defeated

Thank god for those text messages. Make sure nothing happens to them. Warning for all divorcing and considering settling for something down the road. In my first divorce, I was supposed to get half the profits from the sale of our restaurant whenever he sold it. Well, the SOB burned it to the ground (verified a few years later by his ex girlfriend who found his gasoline-soaked clothes in their washer the morning after it happened but was too afraid of him and his father to tell anyone) rather than give me my share. There was nothing in the agreement about my getting insurance proceeds, so he got all of those.