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Before I start the story, it is time to rant about our legal system, in regards to divorces. It seems that divorces were invented to make money for lawyers and PI's. The rest of us, well we just seem to get fucked. Every judge who tries a divorce case should have been divorced at least once, that way he or she will know just how we feel, and what we are going through. But we know that will never happen. But what we do know is that in just about every divorce the man gets FUCKED. Even in the 50/50 states, he stills gets fucked. What a joke spouse maintenance, why the fuck don't they just call it what it is alimony. Who do they think they are trying to fool with the words spouse maintenance? The whole system is geared against the men. There are ways for the man to protect himself; the story below is what I did.