I almost did it. I almost got so fed up with the painful daily life with my cheating husband. I almost took a very serious amount of iron and almost stopped my life. He just complained that I vomited in the backyard. He just chalked it up to me being petty and deeply emotional because why would I have any reason to be upset knowing that he tried to move in his mistress as a live in roommate that he openly cheated on me with in front of me and made me pretend that it was okay. That I wanted them to cheat in front of me and around me. This horrible person- her own husband took his life because living with her was so god awful. This person that refuses to work, I was giving him every dollar, every penny I made, and trusting him. Just to find out that he was using me. literally my life would have meant nothing to him. What have I become? What have I sunk to, that my husband who is so much older than me would do this to me? I am a good woman, with a great heart. He broke me.