“Forever” lasted for about 3 years. I thought he loved me, but he really loved his Nintendo, college basketball, and our couch. He gained about sixty pounds after we said “I do.” The weight didn’t bother me much, but the fact that he refused to get off the couch and get a job did. Meanwhile I worked, cooked, cleaned, and did everything else and more that a good wife should do. He wouldn’t have anything done when I came home from work…not even the dishes! Then he would have the nerve to ask me what we were having for dinner after I had worked all day long. It wasn’t a really hard decision to say “I don’t” to that kind of a life. He can go back to his mother or find a maid, and I’m going to go find a real man to spend forever with.