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Intro to me

9:11 AM

Thoughts have been circling in my mind for about a year now. I feel I need to share my hurt and thoughts with the world hopefully it will help others who find themselves in similar situations. I can't seem to get it off my mind, so it's probably something I should pursue and see where it goes. I'm am concerned it will hurt my ex-husbands family if they ever hear what I have to say? And what of my now loving husband and his feelings of digging up the past and being extremely open about it? I have dealt with everything I went through and am at peace with my decisions and how it all played out. In conversations I have had with many people, Lots of women feel helpless like I did.

Marriage is not easy, it takes a lot of work for any couple. I believe if two people are willing to do the work, they can get through any issues. I don't ever want to come across as encouraging divorce. However there are situations it is necessary. BOTH people need to be committed to change and try. I was one of the many unfortunate women who would have done anything to save her marriage. But I wasn't enough for him. Nothing I did could have ever made a difference. 

 I'm sure I will go into more details as I write more and more of what lead up to my decision. In short, after 6 or so months of marriage he was arrested for stealing cash from the registers where he worked. He felt he had to because he had lied to me about actually having a job for many months. He had racked up all kinds of credit card debt in both our names without my knowledge. He was overwhelmed with debt and thought that was his only option. We worked through it (so I had thought). I had decided we were going to make it, get the help we needed and move on. If I had walked away after what he had done. No one would have questioned me, but I didn't want to fail. I wanted a marriage that lasted 60+ years like my grandparents. 


 Fast forward several years. Turns out he never changed or stopped lying to me. He was arrested again for writing hot checks in my name. When I found out I struggled with what to do. With him not changing and other issues he had, I decided for my own health and safety it was over. I had tremendous peace, but I was completely broken. Nothing hurt worse than knowing I did the best I could and it wasn't good enough. 

 If you would like to join me in my process of sharing my story of how I learned that I am enough. I am enough for God and the right man. I am not the perfect wife. Of course I could have been better. I did things I wish I hadn't. But even if I had been the perfect women, I still wouldn't have been enough for him.



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1 comments

  1. Thank you for sharing your story, girl. God never wastes a hurt- and I know He will use you! :)

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