For most of my marriage I took care of everything in the home. I did all the cleaning. All the child attending. Of course all the diaper changes. Animal pen cleaning. The list can go on and on and on. All he did was sometimes mow the lawn. That is about it. He was horrible at repairing anything that was damaged. So essentially I was doing it ALL.
So I really felt like a single parent through most of the marriage. Only problem was I had no control of the rules. So I was really more of a slave. I did the work. I cooked the meals. I had the babies. Because I was under the control of a tyrant. The rules changed weekly, daily, by the minute. We never knew what to expect. We walked on egg shells. When it was good it was pretty good. When it was bad it was a living Hell.
Being a real single mom is not scary to me at all and actually so much easier than my formal life. I have a part in the decisions now. Because I make the decisions now. The children and I are n longer being abused. Praise the Lord we are free.
And honestly I would much rather have a little stress of where is the money going to come from then when will he explode again.
I am free indeed! Free indeed!
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