When I look back on my starter marriage, I realize how important it was; it helped shape me into the better wife that I am today in my second marriage.

My biological clock is a relentless reminder that time is ticking and I have to conceive within the next few years if I ever want to make motherhood a reality.

I am the only woman in the history of divorce who didn't keep the house. Instead, I took my equity and hired a therapist. She bought a house.

Here's the best part about love: one morning you can be in your most vulnerable state, literally naked watching your ex-wife laugh at you, but later that night, you can lock eyes with a new girl at a bar and realize that you're finally ready to love again.

Story courtesy of YourTango By Sascha Rothchild For every email or comment I get thanking me for writing my book, How To Get Divorced By 30, or for ...