Love Is Nothing But A Pain In

When You Have To Face Up To The Fact That Marriage To The Man You Love Is Really Over, That's Very Tough, Sheer Agony. In That Kind Of Harrowing Situation, I Always Go Away And Cut Myself Off From The World. Also, I Sober Up Immediately When There Is Genuine Bad News In My Life; I Never Face It With Alcohol In My Brain. I Just Rented A House In Palm Springs And Sat There And Just Suffered For A Couple Of Weeks. I Suffered There Until I Was Strong Enough To Face It.

I Suffered, I Really Suffered, With All Three Of My Husbands. And I Tried Damn Hard With All Three, Starting Each Marriage Certain That It Was Going To Last Until The End Of My Life. Yet None Of Them Lasted More Than A Year Or Two.

I Want To Remember It All, The Good Times And The Bad Times, The Late Nights, The Boozing, The Dancing Into Dawns, And All The Great And Not-so-great People I Met And Loved In Those Years.

Fame And Fortune Does Not Mean Anything If You Don't Have A Happy Home.

God Knows I've Got So Many Frailties Myself, I Ought To Be Able To Understand And Forgive Them In Others. But I Don't.