If you have been reading my blogs here's an update on the last blog I posted (about feeling suicidal and reaching the end of the road).
I have been keeping myself occupied with my kids while planning my escape. I have a place secured to move, the only thing holding me back is my children's school. My eldest son has exams next year March and he's in the process of preparing for that. If I move him then his education maybe at risk, so I'm working on that.
While I figure it out I'm trying my best to stay calm and keep myself occupied with my kids.
I detached myself from DH altogether, we've been sleeping in separate rooms and respecting each other boundaries, I'm not speaking to him and I try really hard to keep out of his way as much as possible. He behaves like if he accepts that we're no longer together and things can never work out between us.
What he doesn't know is that I'm leaving, he thinks he still has me in bandage and I'll remain wrapped around his finger forever. I'm not trying to alert him of my plans though. Because I really will like everything to run smoothly.
However, since we've reached this point in our relationship he verbally and mentally abuses me every chance he gets. During it, I'm putting my faith in God, I surrender everything, my life, my problems ny children into his hands and leave it to him. I'm praying about it every minute of the day.
Because living with this man is living with the devil, I've been in he'll for a long time. I can't wait to get out and heal and be happy once again. I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, so I'll get there slowly but surely.
I've reached a point in my life where I now have nothing but pure hatred for this man and his daughter. May they never have peace within themselves because God alone know what I endured with them...