I've been married for five and a half months, I'm not happy, this isn't what I thought I was signing up for. In my 48 years I have had some expectations about how MY marriage would be, this isn't it!  Depression and despair are rapidly consuming me, to look at him fills me with anger, loathing and fear.  Fear that this is how the rest of my life will be, I have given up my name, my home, my treasured possessions, my town, my friends. I have gained a man who thinks I want to do everything he does, an unfamiliar house, a long commute to work, a long drive to see my children and grandchildren.