Hello, my name is ann. I thought I'd start this blog to, not only help me deal with what I've gone through in an abusive marriage over the years, but also what I have to go through now. A couple of months ago, I discovered some insurance premiums that "the estranged one" took out, making himself sole beneficiary in case I should die. Was I surprised? No! But before, when it was easier to ignore him and go about my life downstairs in the house we share while he stayed upstairs, now I'm forced to take action to ensure I'm still alive next year. A few months ago, he was just yelling out how he doesn't care about me or my daughters. So, why would someone who can't stand the ground I walk on, insure my life, keep the premiums hidden so I wouldn't find them, and then take out a secret p.o. box so the information wouldn't arrive at the house? There's only one reason: he plans to have me killed.
So, I've started divorce proceedings; and in two weeks he will be served. I wish I had done this years ago. I really do. I will regret waiting so long--34 years--to finally be free of the bullying, the tyranny, the constant threats to me and my children, walking on egg shells--you name it! Whatever it took, I did it to keep peace. Why didn't I just leave? For one, because of religious reasons; and I'd like to leave it at that if you don't mind. Number two, I had four kids, no family support (I had to deal with this on my own). And in my time, there was no real help for a woman in a violent situation. You call the cops, he's back home the next day, and you have to live with him and the consequences of angering him more. You try to move out, and you're faced with living in a very poor area barely able to support your kids by yourself. And you can't protect them when he has visitation rights; I knew I could at least protect them if I kept them close when he was around.
This is my journey of finally being free of this man. I already have a lawyer--step one--and like I stated earlier, he'll be served in two weeks--step two. The tension from that will be felt around the globe; But I don't care. I'll be ready. I wish I could see the look on his face when he realizes his secret plan of trying to kill me has been exposed; and all his family, friends, and our religious organization will know what kind of person he really is. Now maybe, I'll be believed. I'll let you know what happened.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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