There's no two ways around it. The first marriage was a big, huge mistake. The only good thing to come out of it was my daughter.
It was the outcome of my psychological issue and my romanticism. I was desperate to have someone and prove that I was worthy of having someone.
So I got engaged to someone the first night I met her.
Then I broke up with her five years later!
Then I met my second wife a couple of months after that. Married her four months later.
Yeah, I had issues.
And if I had gotten to know here better, I would have realized what a mistake it was.
Instead I fooled myself, and as I slowly learned my mistake, I blamed myself and tried harder to make something that never should have happen work.
Eventually, ten years later, I learned my mistake. But more on that later
A playlist of songs about how I felt in my first marriage including The Buzzcocks' "Ever Fallen In Love":