I'm a child of a loveless marriage. My parents stayed together and my mom was extremely unhappy. She died in that unhappy marriage. For years I thought it was my fault. It wasn't until I was 26 or 27 that I finally started working through all that. But deep down I still feel responsible sometimes. If I hadn't come along, my mom wouldn't have stayed with my dad.

They weren't physically abusive. And I'm still scarred. I very rarely saw arguing, and I'm still scarred. The kids will remember it.

Quite honestly, there was a man in the neighborhood who through a paper route and so did we. We'd see him when we picked up the papers. He would flirt with my mom and she would be so happy. I always wished she'd leave my dad for him.

If she had had a one night stand with him and I'd found out, I would have been happy for her. But I'd still feel responsible for her staying in the marriage.

Just some food for though.