Alias Dolphin Champ Is Still Better Off Despite Everything.

I want to tell you that you have some very loyal friends here and well you should. You are an inspiration and my heart goes out to you and all you have been through and currently experience. Many of us have had similar and speaking for myself I am almost ashamed that I have complained. Still, I know...no, I expect, that you will triumph as you are a survivor and a humble one at that. Let me join the others sending you warm hugs.

Describing myself as trailer trash isn't quite what you may think it is. I come from very humble beginnings in a posh UK town but born on the wrong side of the railway line (not wrong side of the bed, silly). I cherish this start and the real people I grew up with and the spit and real sawdust on the floor of the pub where I shared my first pint with my dad. I rose to the top of my profession and rubbed shoulders with and made millionaires and a few billionaires. These people cannot get down to my level to share some time with the ordinary (real) man and woman. They bandage themselves up in their little comfy worlds and do not live really live.
Give me real people every time.
I spent five days once in the presidential suite of Europe most expensive hotel (for free thank goodness) and watched people drip money, hire jets to move 'cos the weather at the other end of the Med wasn't up to scratch. It was obscene. I don't want to be part of that.
I guess I'm looking down at these people looking down at me. I don't care but I suppose I'll stop using the expression. It's a leveler in a way..... like I might say to a client "I'm an expert....... an ex is a has been and a spurt is a drip under pressure......."

I'm not miserable. Far from it. I'm slightly scared about going off on my European trips whilst the trailer park is closed. But heyho, it's just another first step. I'm treading my own path.

You will never be trailer trash. You will never be friendless and you will always have the total self respect that only going through this will bring. How about that house in L.A.? Being on the homeless side myself, I can understand what living without a real place to land can be like. We only have to do one day at a time. That is what I say because of you! Who knows what might come along. Another thing is that your office is in your old home, so it seems to me that the court could and should grant you access to it. Perhaps the woman of the house should find new quarters to live in. You are a homeless senior and it seems to me that you should qualify for a whole lot of government help or do they only help immigrants who muck things up.

You're my hero - but you know that!! xxxx

Nestpa you are a strong bloke and good for you. If only more people had your attitude in life. This short term misery will pass once your divorce is final but at least you have ensured that you are not suffering long term misery by staying with your evil ex.

I wish you all the best.

Stay Strong & good Luck

I admire you,
Good luck and God Bless you.

Gotta strongly, strongly correct you on one jokey point:

In no way are you trailer "trash".

You are the opposite of trash. You are a person who has stayed strong, moral, sane, and even funny under the greatest duress.

It is outrageous (and that goes double in England) that the word of a woman is de facto believed over a man's without any proof. I get that women are more likely to be abused then men, but this a grave injustice you are suffering.

I recently read the bio of brit DJ Andy Kershaw who likewise was hung out to dry in his divorce due to the totalitarian-socialist newspeak political correctness that my second favorite nation feels compelled to inflict on itself -over and over again, punishing the best and most noble of its people like yourself.

Your story vindicates my decision to hand over everything to my junkie ex and just run from England. If they would treat you this way, they would have surely hung me but good.

I honestly wish I could offer you more than some support and empathy here. I hope someday to have the pleasure of buying you a drink, old friend.

Keep a-goin'. Better days (eventually) ahead.

Wow, what a fantastic attitude! Fraid I can't report it's warm in London, but I suspect you'll bring your own warmth with you.

I'm admiring the way you've kept rage and frothing at the mouth at bay in the face of her despicable behavior - one of the things I'd fear most as a guy is the impact of false accusations that are treated seriously by the law, and with virtually no sanctions for lying. Victim mentality and pre-judging of men as violent & intrinsically guilty. And doubly despicable because it detracts from the pursuit of the genuinely abusive.

Despite your current misfortunes, your sense of humor is a blast! you cracked me up. YOU have a warm Christmas and a Happy New Year! Good luck!

Despite the references to the cold in your post, I found it very heart warming. Here's to your new life! Be well.

You must have been an already pretty resilient dude (a trait shared bt most refused spouses) but no doubt the years of exposure to her bullshit honed your resiliance to even greater levels.
In some ways she did you a favour - in "training" you to cope with your current trials better than you otherwise might have done.

Thing is, there will be an end to your present uncomfortable situation. In a dysfunctional marriage the uncomfortable situation never abates, there is no light at the end of the tunnel.

I found this story quite uplifting, not the least of reasons being that the dysfunctional marriage, and present circumstances, have completely failed to damage your sense of humour.

Have a blast in the Med Brother N.

Tread your own path.