It wasn't so much the financial (that was still hella hard though)
It was the fear...
Fear I was doing the wrong thing.
Fear they would resent me later or worse.
Fear I couldn't provide enough on my own.
Fear of the unknown.
Fear I'd fail them as a mother.
It wasn't until one final breaking point that I knew there was no other option. I couldn't let thema continue to grow up in that environment and think that that was how a woman is supposed to be treated.
I didn't have a lot of support in the beginning. I held onto my girls as my motivation and drive to get us through.
I would do it again in a heartbeat. My only regret - that I didn't have the courage to do it sooner.
For you ladies who are struggling in that situation, my heart goes out to you. It is the hardest thing. You may not know how it's going to work - I sure as hell didn't - but you need to have faith that things will work out in the end.
You and your children deserve better.
Take a deep breath and take that first step.
You can do this!