I cannot tell you how low I was the night I wrote my first post. I felt such anguish and despair and hopelessness. The support here is like nothing I've ever experienced. I have read and read and read so many of your stories, start to finish. It takes my breath away that humans can hurt one another in the ways so many here have been hurt. But it is also inspiring to see the strength, the resilience and the kindness we creatures are also capable of. I know how long it takes to type out these words and so many of you give your time and wisdom selflessly to strangers like me on the other side of a screen maybe thousands of miles from where you are. It renews my faith.
I know, I know Job- I do need to financially protect my family. I think to myself that he just can't possibly be capable of financially hurting us too. But the truth is I don't know what he is capable of anymore. I think to myself that I should move some money into a separate account. But I am fearful of the reaction. I don't have any idea how he will react if I move money. It seems like that could be pouring gasoline on a fire. I don't know what to do.
