Nine years isn’t the longest time for marriage, but there’s no telling how much love is shared in the course of a year. No matter what, reading the blog postings from Tammy Lynn Michaels about Melissa Etherridge filing for divorce proves to be a heartbreaking read.

Melissa Etheridge and Tammy Lynn Michaels

Etheridge filed for divorce from Michaels on Friday, July 2nd citing irreconcilable differences. Etheridge is asking for joint-custody of their children (3-year-old twins Miller and Johnnie), and also hoping the court does not award Michaels any money in the split.

When Michaels writes in her blog, she mentions that she gave up her career to raise their kids. Previously, as an actress, Michaels had a role on The WB series Popular as Nicole Julian.  The series became a cult classic, despite cancellation in 2001.

Michaels also acted in the short-lived series That 80’s Show, the movie D.E.B.S, and TV series Committed.

Because of her kids, we can see why Michaels not want to go back into acting. But her writing seems to show some bitterness for losing her career. If she does not get any financial support in the split, she may have to find a job no matter what. We would support her in any role, and if she was able to do it, we’d love to see her back on a TV series.

Read what Michaels had to say in her blog about the divorce blindsighting her:

Posted: Saturday, July 03, 2010

Title: blindsiding

i am wondering if it’s an art

gentle waves
no noise for awhile
or maybe gentle voices

and

SMACK!!!!!!!!!!!!
FILE FOR DIVORCE!!!!!!
even though we both promised
agreed
handshook
pinkyswore

no filing until after tour
in the fall

her broken promises
told to me by
headlines

i’m raising the kids
doing what i can
second set of yours

could you stop blind sighting me?

unless it’s another art form you’re working on?

have a good concert.
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Title: “no such thing as privacy, i guess? so okay.”

2001.
late 2001

we were standing on a porch, outside, under the stars. we were talking about life, and what was coming up in the future, and schedules, and dreams, and building. she had a tour coming up, but the kids had school, and i had some auditions coming… what to do, what to do, what to do….

and that’s when i sort of knew. those kids needed someone at home, someone stable, someone who wasn’t jetting off all the time, and scrambling in and out. i knew that was like, to be a kid, and have people on revolving doors. so i stepped in, truly thinking i was doing the right thing.

“you know what?” i said. “do you want me to take a year off? take care of the kids? i can be here when you’re gone, get them at school, bake for them, do the school stuff, and just catch them when you’re not here. want me to do that?”

her face lit up like i was giving her a present she wanted but could never name. “would you do that??? you would do that???”

“sure! i’ve always wanted to make a home anyway! i’ll make a home for you and me and the kids, and you go and do your thang with your guitar!”

we laughed and hugged, and she said it was perfect, and it was what she had always wanted anyways, but didn’t want to ask anybody to do it for her….. make her a home…. etc. and that night was perfect. sitting on the porch, under the stars, back when we lived on the house on Mandeville canyon, near the ocean.

i gave up my managers, agents, contacts, all that good stuff, because i stepped directly into potty training a small boy, and carrying around a small girl on my hip. both excellent souls. and i was a very huge part in raising them for many many years while She with the Guitar focused on her Guitar.

i was always the house wife after that. the only thing i hated about it was not bringing in money- i have made my own money since i started babysitting at 10, and having a newspaper route at 11. having no steady paycheck killed me for those years with her. and now it’s really killing me. the other week i had to borrow money from a friend. two weeks ago i had to scrape together $1.25 to pay for gas. i know she doesn’t want to give me money. trust. i’m borrowing cash left and right from people to get through this summer, and feed my kids, with a stomach full of ulcers, thank you. no stress here. 🙂

how’s that spiritual tour coming along?

so now…. to open the lap top…. and read the headlines…. when i just spoke to the fame crawler yesterday…. she could have mentioned it….. and hmmm…. wants some custody of kids…. interesting…. but no $ support for me… interesting as well…. so so so interesting, there, melissa. practicing what we preach is always hard for americans, i think. (is that why you and rick warren got along so well? ) oh, the nights of promises…. “tammy, if i ever leave you, it’s because i’m crazy, and you have to come find me and get me and save me!!! we have to be together forever!” (remember that one, lucky?)

the corn out here in indiana is ABSOLUTELY AMAZING this time of year. i don’t know if it’s the humidity that brings it on or what…. but boy is it GOOOD!!!!! this farm girl is headed back to hollywood pretty shortly here, but i’m going to try to hang on to my honesty and my integrity and my gumption. i also am going to hold on to my balls, i think. if someone tries to make my life a cartoon, i’m going to step in.

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