Say CheesePictures, I've heard a thousand words, but little did I know this saying would come into play as I flipped through my wedding album. Many thoughts ran through my mind as I looked at these images from my past. Even though I didn't send out invitations, many people felt free to come and share this special event. I was lucky enough to have my entire family to share this special moment with. My husband seemed to be the happiest man in the world. Unfortunately, I looked at my photo and it seemed like no one could see that I was dreading this occasion. I keep turning the pages and to my surprise the unthinkable found itself in front of me, yes, a welcome guest captured on film that photo spoke so loudly I screamed in silence. Before I go into my feelings, unfortunately I had to say my words to someone who deserves the real wife for this prenuptial agreement. Strangely enough I passed out in the back room. The wedding reception took place without me. As we progressed toward this separate honeymoon, I was dead to the world for three days. Life changed after the wedding, it started to be a bad strain for both of us, but we managed to overcome at least 18 months of difficulties. As a result I began to drink in silence and the arguments were scandalous. My husband has always been a drinker, but as we dated I didn't notice this changing him too. He was a great provider but a horrible romantic. Still looking at the photos I knew my marriage was fake from the start. It's sad to know that my dreams of becoming a wife have vanished like snow would on a hot summer day. A lot happened after our one year anniversary, we would argue and make up until "arguing wasn't worth it anymore" and making up was a hassle. I knew I wasn't giving my husband the attention he needed and that he would find it elsewhere. As a result, I remember the times he would leave me in bed to sleep or go to my mother's house and leave me alone. She came into play yeah, that's who I saw in