NOP's hands are clean on this one. He had no idea. I got married at 17 to a man who preferred to work sporadically and do drugs regularly. I left after a year and had been separated for a year before I met NOP. I had enough of the "child of the 60s" thing going at the time that I thought erroneously of marriage as just a piece of paper so following through with divorce proceedings was of no importance to me.
I wasn't exactly a paragon of virtue.
And although I'm still not a paragon, I learned a few things in the subsequent years. The past, both mine and others, is something I hope to learn from, and I guess that could include having my nose rubbed in it a bit on occasion for someone's bemusement.
