Long story. I met my ex when I was 13 years old. We have been together since then, until about two weeks ago. Throughout our relationship, at various points, she would break up with me to date other people. In the 13 years we have been together, I would say she has dated about six other people. How involved their relationships were, I do not know. She says she never slept with anyone else besides me; I really don't care. Anyway, long story short, after dating for 8 years, we get married. And everything is good, for a while. About 3 years ago, she introduces me to a friend of hers. There is an attraction there between the two of us. Oddly, my wife encourages this. She refers to her as my girlfriend, and to me as her boyfriend, as well as playing 'matchmaker' for us by constantly talking to us about the other and telling each of us how much the other loved them, etc, until eventually, the two of us actually did develop feelings for each other. Then, two years ago, she decided she wanted to be a mother. I really wasn't sure this was the best thing to do (financially, emotionally, etc) at that point in our lives, but she bothered me about it for about 6 months and i finally broke and gave her what she wanted, because I wanted to make her happy. At the same time, I was starting college in FL. We all moved there, and things were good (more or less). We fought on occasion, but nothing too major. Fast forward a few months. Baby is born. Life is wonderful, except for the fact that I am in class 40 hours a week, and then have to spend 120 hours at least outside of school to get my work done. So I dont get a lot of time to help mom with the baby (altho I do take care of him all night for her, because of my class schedule), nor do I get any down time from working. The place we live in becomes a wreck because I am not cleaning it (wife was a rich girl who doesnt understand the concept behind taking care of oneself), I am surviving off of maybe 2 hours of sleep a day if I am lucky and actually get to sleep. About a year ago, wife invites her friend to visit us for a month. She tells both me and her friend that when she comes to visit, she wanted us to have sex together. She had been telling us both this for the previous year. I repeatedly grilled her about this, wanting to know why she wanted me to do that with her friend, etc. and she tells me that since we loved each other, that we should do that. And, on my part, I really did want to sleep with this girl, having never had sex with another woman in my life at that point. Well, she comes and visits, and things are good for a while. Friend and I eventually have sex, twice, at the urging of the wife.. At first, wife doesnt seem to care, but, eventually, as I figured she would, she is really angry about it. I try to point out to her how hypocritical this is, but its useless to argue logic with a pissed off person. During this time, wife gets pregnant (again). I have a 7 month old at this point, and I tell her that I want her to have an abortion because there is no way in hell we can handle another child. That goes over like a lead baloon. Eventually, after weeks of arguing it, she has a miscarriage. Wife and I sart fighting. Constantly. Over big and little things. As a matter of fact, it seems that everything eventually became an argument. I am trying to be nice. I am very passive, I will take a whole load of abuse before I finally crack. But the more I get screamed and yelled at for coming to college to better the lives of my family, the more bitter and depressed i become. The more I get yelled at for sleeping with someone I was told to, over and over, the more empty I feel. I can only take being made to feel like shit because I did not want the second child so much. All I wanted was to give her, myself, and the son a happy lifestyle, and it all went to shit. So, last week, when she pressured me for the whole week to decide for her if she should have more children or not by way of forcing me to choose for her if she should get her tubes tied or not, I cracked. I finally had enough of being miserable in a vain attempt to make someone else happy. I moved out and asked for a divorce. Filed the papers earlier this week. OT, what should I do? I have never been in any other relationship (besides the friend of the wife) in my life, I have a great education but need to move to another state to get an internship or job in my field (3D computer animaiton), and I am sharing custody with the ex of the son, but he is to live with her ( I didnt want to be a bastard and take her to court, she is a good mother). My life has fallen down around my ears in a matter of a couple years, and I really dont know what to do with myself anymore.