My 1st husband and I managed an apt. house and had a vacant apt. on the first floor. He was going down there to telephone 1-900 numbers. I found out when I saw a bill in his name for the phone, and opened it to pay it. I called the phone co. and said, "we have never ever called these 900 numbers - this must be a case of stolen identity." and they said, "no, these calls were made." So I asked him and he admitted to calling them. That was the first inkling I got that he wasn't happy with me - I wasn't enough for him. We were divorced within the year.

In that breakup I was dishonest with him, too. And you know, keeping up the lies - keeping the truth from him - really sucked. It's a sucky way to live. I vowed with the 2nd to not ever lie and so far so good. You give what you get, I guess! And it sounds like your mister is giving you zilch!