He Played at Divorce Until I Made It Real

"My husband had a bizarre obsession with role-playing. In every scenario he invented, I was always the devoted wife he eventually cast aside.One day, he became the ruthless CEO who fell for the nanny; the next, he turned into a respected professor who could not resist his students. Each time he handed me a divorce agreement, watched me sign it through tears, and then tore the papers to shreds the following morning with a satisfied grin. "It's just a game, babe."That changed when my mom was in a catastrophic car accident and needed 200,000 dollars for emergency surgery.Deep in character as a penniless failure, he said, "I'm flat broke. Where am I supposed to get that kind of money for your mom?"I watched my mother take her last breath because we couldn't pay the bill.On the day of her funeral, he arrived with a pretty college student on his arm. "I've fallen in love with one of my students. It's time we get divorced."He pulled a folder from his briefcase and handed me the agreement.This time, I didn't wait for him to rip it up."