I married a man that I thought I truly loved at the age of 24. We had dated for a year prior and we were best friends for 3 years before that. So needless to say I thought I truly knew this man and was going to spend forever with him.
I am not going to say that our marriage was perfect, no marriage ever is. I will not even try and fake that I was perfect in our marriage either, as I am human and made my own mistakes. But I will say our marriage ended for two reasons. My husband choose to be unfaithful and sleep with other women while we were married, I was at home caring for our daughter, and my step son and was pregnant. And our marriage failed because only one of us was walking in faith. And to my fault my walk with God and my journey in faith was rocky in it's self.
So there you have it. My husband cheated on me I found out a week after I found out we were expecting our second child together and even after trying to fix our issues with counseling he continued to do what he did. So I had to protect me and my children. My stepson went back to his mothers and I sold all my unnecessary things and flew my daughter out to California. My 18year old brother was amazing and flew back to Wisconsin with me and helped me drive a Uhaul and tow my car back to California.
I filed for divorce and moved in with my mother 5 months pregnant and my daughter and fur pup. For the first few months we lived in a living room together. And now my pup, my daughter, my son, and I share a room together. Thankfully I had the help of my mother and my step father because my now ex-husband sure does not help with the kids or want to be apart of their lives.
And when I say want I mean entirely his choice. I would rather dispise him and have him be an amazing father to our children than have his help financially and have him not here. Unfortunately, I have no help and he is no were to be found.
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