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On my birthday, my husband asked what I wanted. I said, "I want a divorce." He frowned. "Why are you being petulant again?" I replied calmly, "You hate taking pictures. We've been together six years, and we don't have a single wedding photo. "But you're happy to pose for photos with others. "Once, I got followed and asked you to pick me up. You said I was overreacting. "But you'd drive your female coworker home, saying it's not safe for her to go home alone at night. "When I was sick, you stayed overseas with your ex. "Holden Cortez, let's get divorced." We'd fought so many times over the years. He always figured I'd cool off and come around, like I always had. That changed when I put the divorce papers in front of him.