If you guys are moping around in a state of depression your on the wrong page. That boat is gone, dudes. If she doesn't want you anymore there's a 100 out there that do. Line-em up like dominos and tip-em over. It's your time to live, baby.

Sky_guy...who is that woman in your avatar? She looks like a stripper I dated once. We were very happy right until the snooze alarm woke me.

Hmmm, maybe its time for a roadtrip to see some Portland "dancers". Anybody 'up' for the trip?


Vince

Sitting by yourself is no good. Hang out at the gym in your spare time and torture yourself with the weights for a good diversion.

The time of the year is lack of daylight. Seasonal affective disorder.
SAD.
Mood swings (depression) is nothing new for the dark days of winter.
There is light therapy, drug therapy (legal and otherwise) getting out and active will help.
Sorry to hear about the tought times...sharing with sympathetic souls will help.
Admitting you need help dealing will likely get you better results than thinking that you are weak if you seek help.
Good luck to all.
Don't be afraid to reach out.

Never understood that. WHY would you go and give your hard earned CASH to some gal with whom there is NO WAY your going to get into the sak, or anything else for that matter.

You'll walk out of there with a yer britches full of wood and an empty wallet...doesn't sound like a good deal to me..

Only took a few trips to such a place when I was younger (about 25 years ago) and learned my lesson(s). Even dated one of those "dancers" for awhile...(here the story endeth!)

Mike

Didn't you notice my signature? She's a volleyball shoplifter I caught in the act!

Well TyeeTerror,
Welcome to the club! I think there is a song, "It only hurts for a little while." Seriously, there are about 2 million people in the U.S., with about 1.2 million being of the fairer sex. By the time you eliminate the ugly,fat,too young, too old,& happly married,there are at least 10,000 women you could be happy with. Usually where you live at the time you decide to mate pretty much dictates your bride. Mope around for a little while, decide you are as good as you ever was, and cast your self out upon the fairer sex with a vengence!!!!~~~.Works great!"Love"is a many "splintered" thing. You might even become good friends with your "Ex" as I did. Booze won't help you a lot, but "catching"(fish) soothes the soul. Remember, they are still making those "Little Darlings!"
DONOT isolate your self. Good Luck! Raft-Cat

ISO, to each his own. Road trip to Portland or B.C. sounds pretty good to me.

TyeeTerror,
Error In my Last Post to you! There are about 200 Million bodies in the U.S.
120 Million of the fairer sex.
Much better odds.

CHEERS

Raft-Cat

Is this http://WWW.Oprah.com?

TK you beat me to it

well thanks guys for all the excellent advice. I guess I struck a cord here with a lot of follow fisherman. I am doing ok, and have put most of my energy into my 6 year old son. He is taking this a heck of a lot better than I had hoped. Can't say I didn't put away a little Crown Royal in the beginning. Anyways thanks again guys.

"I guess I'm one of the lucky ones. For me... divorce was the best thing I could have done! I only wish I'd done it SOONER!"

lol I thought he said SOBER!

Doc I was wondering how a married fella with kids could post so many pics of nice fish and get away with it! I know there is a serious side to this, and I hope everyone is getting the help they need. If I ever get divorced it will likely be because I fish too much and forget about all the nice things I should be doing for my wife.
Wish you all the best

The pic posting thing didn't really take off until after I had been served with papers. While some of you might come to the conclusion that's the CAUSE of my problems, the truth is it's just a SYMPTOM..... more free time to pursue the things I enjoy, sharing it with my kids, and of course sharing with the rest of you.

But in the end, yeah, I guess she kind of got tired of competing with a hen king for my attention.

Truth is she was a damned good fishergal. Not much for rigging and tying up gear, but she did bait her own hook, cast her own line, and insisted on holding her own rod while backtrolling for kings. She fought fish better than most guys I've ever had on board my boat. And man could she catch trout on the Kenai! Sheepishly, I'll have to admit to chopping off her all time biggest Kenai king (70-plus) with some bad boat maneuvering around the big pointy mid-river rock below Big Eddy back in 2003. It's probably a good thing, because I don't think I could have ever convinced her to release it if she had successfully landed it.

Guess none of that matters now. So sad....

Doc- Your killing me! I think Katosan needs to club you over the head with your mallet! Lets get out and do some fishing! No more exscuses from either side. I know where there are some fish with your name on em. Angel says keep your chin up and to go fishing. Maybe she could introduce you to one of her 20 something little hard body friends. Anyways I will talk to you later.

Harbor-Hog

You guys just need a bit of inspiration

For me it still sucks,after almost 3 yrs.
But it is getting better thanks to the help of my
Grandaughter,daughter,soninlaw and some very dear freinds.

And then there is FISHING,yep its getting better.
Now I am off to Alaska in a few hours YEAH!!

Hang in there guys.
I was divorced about 13 years ago while in my late 20's.
I thought I was going to die of a broken heart.
It took a while, but I dusted myself off, and went after life with a passion.
Many guys I know that are truly in love with hunting and fishing have relationship problems.
Many women just cannot comprehend how a man can be so immersed in his passion and they don't want to play second fiddle to the other woman (Mother Nature).
Doc, you have some great kids and a hell of a career, I am sure your future is a lot brighter than it may seem right now.
Looking back, my divorce actually made me a better person and when I look at all the thing that have come my way since those dark days it was all for the good.
Life is what you make of it.
"Live like you were dying"...(cuz you are!)

I also relied on the 3 "F's", but they had nothing to do with family or fishing.

Didn't you just get married while we were going to the UW? WOW, looks like your marathon turned out to be a 100-yard dash.


Ahhh, morning wood.