Perhaps more importantly, why were you willing to be "shared"?
First, he wore me down with two or three years of asking and me refusing. Then he dropped his own bomb on me (Get out, leave me and the kids, and don't take anything with you). I was a huge mess emotionally and scared to death- stay at home mom with no income and not a lot of job skills, and at that point I guess I figured I didn't have anything left to lose (I didn't realize my self-respect would be a casualty).
You poor dear. I'm so sorry. Get out. Leave. Call County Services, Women's Advocacy Groups, Shelters.
Call an abuse hotline and ask them what to do, how to do it, when to do it, and what will they do for you. My stepdaughter does this for a living. There are more resources out there than you can imagine. They are swift, thorough and will protect you. Get you on the road to employable skills, placement services, everything.
Why didn't your pastor suggest this?! Hell. why didn't your pastor take you in?
Do it. Please. Start. Look up one number and call it.
Then report back to us here.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
