At that time I was still "officially" dating this guy Dean though he was in Cuba and he had not talked to me in a few months. I started dating Rob anyway. I sent a letter off to Dean breaking up with him. Well, a month later Dean shows up earlier than planned and he had never received the letter. I had called Rob as soon as I found out Dean was back. Rob was half asleep so he just said to call him if anything went bad So I went and I talked to Dean and broke up with him in person. I also told him about the baby that I had miscarried around Christmas time. Dean was heartbroken about the baby but about us he was thinking the same way. Well, the next morning as I was walking around the ship doing my daily work a friend of mine told me to go see Rob because he was really worried. As it turned out after I got off the phone the night before Rob had realized what I had said. He was worried that I would leave him and go back to Dean. He was up all night and was still worried. Well, I went and talked to him and calmed his nerves.. Then around a month later He got this disease in his jaw. I couldn't pronounce it much less spell it but after a month of extreme pain he ended up losing his front two teeth. I stayed with him through this time though and I think out bond grew better. I was in "love." Well, that may I was released from the navy. On that day I had gone with a friend to help him pack some things. I was meeting Rob at the base club later. Well, things ran a little late. I got there about 9 PM. He had thought that we were going to meet there at noon. I guess I was mixed up on the times. Well, he was worried that I had gone off and gotten drunk. That night as we were driving to the Hotel I was staying at he Proposed. I accepted. ( Now I wonder if he asked me just so that he wouldn't lose me) Later that year he was transferred to a different ship.

We were living together at that time and were having a little bit of money troubles. That is when he decided that we should just go down to the courthouse and get married. I made him atleast wait till my Mom could be there. ( Looking back I wonder if he got married just for the extra money he got from the Navy) Well with my mother in town we got married. It was a short little simple ceremony with about 7 people there. We never had a Honeymoon. During that first year his ship was out for about 75% of the time. I never saw him. I had friends that I was able to be with atleast. Right before our 1st anniversary he got out of the Navy. I had driven myself down to Florida where his ship was going. He had insisted that we live in Florida because he grew up there and "everywhere else is too cold." It didn't matter to him too much that he was taking me away from where my family was. Well, for 7 months we lived in his father's house. I hated it. His step Mom and I really didn't get along. I spent most of my time in our room because it was the only place that I felt secure. By that time I had quickly found out about Rob's love for spending money. We were planning on only being in his dad's house for 3 months. Just enough time to save money for our own apartment. Well, Rob was spending money faster than we could earn it,.He had gotten a job working nights at Walmart. With only one car between us it was for the best.

Well, we fought about it a lot because on his days off he would go out with his dad but would ignore me. I was really getting hurt and mad and at that point I was really doubting the marriage after just a little over a year. We finally moved out, It was amazing that after a huge fight that his dad and I had we were able to save the money in less than a month. For the next year I went through my own little hell. I never saw Rob. He was either at work or out spending money. Bills were piling up and I was getting mad. I would say that during the year at the apartment the phone and electricity were turned off atleast twice each because the bill wasn't paid on time. I was getting fed up. We were constantly fighting and he kept promising to change. Well, about a month ago I was fed up and reached the breaking point. I told him that I wanted out. He sat there crying and swearing that he was going to change but I had had too many broken promises and I wasn't biting. So here I am away from him and looking to start again, I was married for 2 1/2 years and I am going to be a divorced woman at 22. Sometimes I feel much older but I know now that I need to make sure about things. I still care about Rob as a friend but I just can't live like that anymore. I am not trying to defend my actions to you I am just telling you how it is. so now you know a little more about my marriage. If there is something else you want me to elaborate on please either post it in the Forum, or Email me (Divababie@aol.com) and I will do my best to put it in my journal......