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if you are still interested in people's stories... you started this more than a week ago...
My parents were divorced when I was 11. I don't know why. Everything was good, but suddenly I'd see the aftermath of night-fights (holes in walls, etc.), and they were split officially soon after.
With the exception of a few sour moments, they've been decent towards each other in the years since (I'm now 25).
My mom has now been married and divorced a total of 3 times and is now single. I used to think that I would not do the same, and when I got married in 2002, I felt it would last forever. Well, before our first anniversary things got screwed up, now we are working on a divorce. But thie thing is, sadly, I don't mourn the ending of the marriage any more than I would if we were just a boyfriend and girlfriend breaking up. Marriage has never really been shown to me as anything that can last, and I think that is reflected on my attitude towards it now.
I think if my parents were still together, I would have tried harder to make my own marriage work. Maybe. It certainly would not have made me try any less.
I now have a feeling that people who want to stay together should NOT get married. MAybe I'm just bitter, but... that's how I feel.
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