This is a blog started to ramble about my pain and confusion of going through a divorce at the age of 27 when all my friends are just getting married. I had lived through 4 years of living hell and finally made the decision to break free.


Deceiving yourself
I thought my life was smooth-sailing and heavenly till everything crashed like an asteroid. Smooth-sailing is what I made everyone around me believe. The truth was, life was hell for me everyday, in the house I shared with my husband Sam (not his real name). It was smooth-sailing because we concentrated on making money rather than building a relationship, romance and marriage. To make things worse, his family's sole ambition was (not seemed) to break us up simply because I was a different race from them. Life sucked many times. Still I held on to save the marriage