Your wife left you for your best friend. She took the kids. You see them every other weekend, two weeks in the summer, every other Thanksgiving and Christmas.
You lost your seven figure salaried job to down sizing. Your Beemer was reposessed.
Your ex-wife got the Big house, complete with in ground pool, front porch, deck, lawn, trees and two car garage.
You drive by and watch your former best friend mow what was your lawn. Still is as you’re still making the payments. And child support.
Your in-laws hate you. Your folks blame you and no longer visit regularly.
You watch football alone. You drink a lot of beer. You wake up too late to attend mass. You put on wieght. Your clothes don’t fit as well. You need to go to the gym, or buy new clothes.
Your appartment smells like cheese and rat poison.
The married woman across the hall winks at you every evening when you come home from job hunting. She wears too much makeup and her wig is on crooked. But she likes football. You invite her over.

You are happy.