The Last Straw

This is the last straw,I do not know what is going on with her, but I cannot take it anymore. I have generously given more than one-hundred percent, and it is never enough.

I knew she had three children when we first met, and I was willing to accept them as my own. We got married and things went sour immediately after that. I believed we were in a committed relationship!

She is not the woman I met several years ago. She has changed into this hard, cold individual, not the sensitive and caring woman I once knew. She has become withdrawn and silent. The funny delightfully sweet individual is no longer there.

What are the children going to do if I cannot get full custody of them? I am the only father they know; I do not know what they will do If I am not there to protect them.I am only human, and I cannot take it anymore; I have to leave for now.

I dealt with the verbal abuse but it is becoming physical, and I will not stand for that.
Not in front of the children, they are nervous wrecks; they are afraid all the time.

The last time she hit me, it took all I had not to grab her and beat her down. This is not good, so I just stood there and took the blows. Humiliating, but I would rather see myself humiliated than they see me retaliate.

This is the hardest decision I ever had to make, but I will send for the children once I am settled. I only hope she does not start on them before I can send for them.

The shelter for Battered husbands said I should call when I get to town, they promised to help me get the babies out of there to safety.

I am confused, if I only knew what began this terrible transition in her. She was always so kind and gentle. She was the perfect wife and mother. She loves those children; I know this. Something drastic must have happened to her to cause this transition in her, but I do not know what it is. I wonder if she is on drugs?

"Dear God, please help me so that I may help her. This is not the woman I married".


402 Words