Link Thursday: How Not To Marry The Wrong Guy

Good grief - where was this article when I first got hitched? Or better yet, when I was considering getting hitched? I jumped the gun at 17 (I know, verrrrryyyy young!) and settled with a Totally Mr. Wrong. I had no clue that his potential of Not-Mr-Right was blinking away as conspicuously as the neons on Piccadilly Circus, but what can you do? Onwards and upwards. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger (and other such cliches, that are, well, cliche, but so true!).

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