I was very ashamed because it was my second divorce, and after 29 years, I never dreamt we would split up. My family never liked him, and even though they never said it, I felt the thoughts in their heads: "We told you he wasn't good enough for you." He was. He turned to alcohol after he started to lose his business, which meant the world to him. He couldn't beat it, and lies and deceit followed. It was heartbreaking.