It's been months since I've looked at this blog. No, I didn't intentionally abandon it. Truth is, I've been busy making plans. Things started getting really bad with my husband again. He almost punched me a couple of times. If I hadn't yelled at him to please hit me and give me a reason to call the cops he would have. But he's scared of going to jail. So I was lucky and he stopped. He started making weird comments about me dying. Making up stories about my son saying that "If mommy dies will daddy still love her?" What three year old can put together a sentence like that AND understand what he's saying??? He had also started taking things out on my son. My son had climbed up in the recliner because he wanted to sit with his dad. When my husband got to his chair, he got so angry he yanked my son out of the chair as hard as he could. His little body whipped across the room, feet not touching the floor. I freaked out. I thought his arm was dislocated. Who does something like that to a child when he or she just wants to sit with you??? Then, the last week of May, he spanked Ethan so hard he left huge white welts all over his butt. We got in a very public fight at the mall. He told me he didn't want to invest in our marriage. So I said I'd just leave right now then. He tried to take my son from me, and I screamed at him to get his hands off my son loud enough to draw attention from all the people around. I knew I had to leave for good. So Friday, June 1st, I dropped him at work, and ran home and threw everything I could in my car, posted an ad on craigslist that I was having a "garage sale for donations to help me leave a DV marriage" I sold a bunch of stuff and made enough money that I was able to get out of there. I tried calling the DV shelter and was turned away day after day. Finally after a week, I was able to leave the state. I filed a restraining order there before I left, and filed one this last week in the state I'm in now. I also filed for divorce this last week as well. Now I just need to send the documents to the Sheriffs department out there so they can serve him. I have felt such freedom since I left. I've already lost some weight, and I'm finally sleeping again. The anxiety attacks and panic attacks are gone. My son is no longer having night terrors and doesn't ask about him at all. The judge ordered mandatory phone calls three times a week with him, but he has to pay for the phone and has to be at specific times and days. He's already missed two of those calls.
Anyway, I plan on getting back to this blog, I'm just getting settled into my new life. There is hope ladies. (and gentlemen)
