Sometimes things appear more complicated than they are.
My husband was a drunk and a crack addict. I was on disability due to a mental illness. I was terrified. It was either stay and deal with his abuse and addictions and subject my children to him or leave. I left. I had no money and no where to go. I was terrified.
That was 12 years ago. I am now employed full time with benefits. My son is in his last year of college. My daughter is graduating a year early from high school to attend college early.
No one helped me, but God above. There were times when we were almost homeless. We had to borrow my parents' car too many times to count. We have been to so many food pantries,and social service offices, I thought maybe I should just take up residence there.
BUT it was because of my experience that I am here today. That my kids have and are getting an education. I no longer live in fear or who will knock at my door or who is on the other end of the phone.
I still get collection calls and shut off notices. But I know I can make it and that my kids are safe, that is all that matters, to me.
As for my hubby? well I saw him about a month ago. He applied for visitation. I had to go to court. The court ordered a drug and alcohol evaluation. He set up the appointment to be tested - I thought for sure he would clean himself up and get to see my daughter. When we went back to court, for the results of the drug test, he failed. He tested positive for cocaine and marijuana. ( Remember he made the appointment! He had plenty of time to clean up) The law guardian wanted supervised visitation and hubby withdrew his petition. That was the first and LAST time I have seen him in 12 years!!!! His only concern is his next high.
So, if you are wondering if I know what I am talking about, yeah, I do. I have been there.