Hello. My name is Robyn. Thought I would join in as I am nearing one year of separation. September 1st will make it.
My husband is a man who abused me emotionally, mentally and verbally. He continues to do so well after our separation, as well as do his family.
Not very nice. I was the one to leave. I told him how I was feeling last July. I had been getting up the nerve since last May or so. I didn't have all of the nerve when I told him, actually.
I was sitting in the back yard on a stump crying, talking to my sister about how I felt. She told me I had to tell him. I agreed, but I was afraid to try and tell him.
I walked in the back door, trying to hide my tears but he saw and asked what the matter was.
I said nothing. He told me to come and sit next to him, and tell him. I was afraid to sit just next to him. He was sitting in a chair at the far end of the living room, and we had a couch sitting just next to it, the chair being caddy cornered.
I sat on the far end of the couch, away from him. I started talking, telling him how I felt.
He was shocked. I had never stood up to him with any negative-type feelings in the past, and this was a great shock to him. One he did not see coming, and one I was not ready to put out. I did it anyway. It was a shock to me, as well.
I continued to cry as the words rolled out of my mouth, my heart. I was so scared, but it was the best release I had ever felt.
How can I change? How can I be different? What can I do to make it better? These are the questions he asked me on that day, among others.
My answer may sound mean to you, you reading. Maybe it won't. I do not know. I just know that as the words poured out, so did the extreme guilt, and hurt for him and what I was saying, what I was doing.
My tears were now not only for myself, but for him as well. With all the things he has said and done to me over the years, the hurt and pains that he caused me, I felt badly for him. I felt guilty over what I was doing.
The guilt stayed with me until I learned to love myself. One day when he was yelling at me over something I told him that never again would I cry a tear of guilt, hurt, or pain for him. Never. After that day, I did not. This is not to say that no more tears were shed, they were. Just not for him.
It is almost a year later after the day I left with our kids and tried to start a new life for us. Things have not been as simple as I thought they would be, but either way... it is a new life, a new journey.
He did not follow the rules of the court for medical and child support, and I was left with many expenses. I could not cover things that I was able to cover normally, and after a few months of that... I was ruined.
I had a lawyer only in the beginning. Only for a separation agreement. One that I was charged for, and one that he would not sign.
i thank the heavens that he didn't sign. I was giving him the world, just so that he would leave me be.
He will never leave me be. So, he has gotten a very expensive lawyer, and has had her from the beginning, and I was left with not having a lawyer because I could not afford the legal fees....
I do have a lawyer now, but he does not realize the way my husband and his family are. He has not experienced them the way I have. He has not heard the recordings of my son and his turmoil over being with him. The brainwashing.
The lawyer tells me that this is the strangest custody case he has ever worked. It has the most motions to amend and show causes of any case he has ever seen.
I don't know what to tell him. I do know that his prices are outrageous and he does not seem to be So very there for me.
I know that I want to file for divorce, but I do not think I can do it with a lawyer, at this point.
When we separated, my husband threatened me that if I asked for spousal support, he would take the kids.
If I ever had any medical issues that caused me not to be able to work, he would take the kids.
So many threats, all written and dated by him. Given to me. He asked for them back. Never.
I have now filed for spousal support all these many months later. I had no idea how much to ask for, and the intake clerk at the court could not help me with that.
So now, I walk along. I am not alone with my walk. My husband is a miserable person and strives to make me one as well.
I have grown a backbone. I have been standing up to he and his family, and they don't like it.
The more I stand up for myself, the more they fight me. The harder they try to make me miserable. Their words and actions harsher.
This is part of my story, thank you for reading... if you were able to get all the way through.
I used to go by a different name on CD. But know that I am me. I am Robyn.
Hope your day is great.
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