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Jordache
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Beginning about February of last year my husband became more and more violent. In my own brokeness I allowed it to get to that point, and I struggled to figured out where the boundary should go. To be succinct, it became a domestic abuse situation quickly and I became terrified of him. After threatening divorce out of almost nowhere several times, he left Sept. 11th and was checked into a hospital. He got out on my birthday had another violent outburst on my in-laws and myself, enough so that my sister-in -law called me frantically while I was at Disneyland to let me know that he'd just stormed out of his dads and he may try to come over. I got really close to my church really fast because I needed people who would take me in if I couldn't go home, and people to check out my apartment when no one knew who he was. I also needed people to be protective and tell me what I was worth since I didn't grow up with that. But things got worse with my husband because my best friends were his worst enemies. And they were his enemies because of unresolved and undeserved bitterness.
He refused to talk to me for the first month he was in. After the birthday attack, he stopped speaking to me again. He was readmitted on October 13, 2011. At about Thanksgiving time he contacted me from the hospital. We spoke for a few weeks. I was kind and gracious, but I did let him know that I wasn't going to do everything for him and he couldn't come home until he met some milestones. Over about 4 short conversations he grew more and more angry and again stopped talking to me. He got out of the hospital in March and moved into a halfway house. He has banned his family from ever telling me how or what he's doing, as well as mentioning me in his presence. Through much counsel and prayer, I decided to file for divorce and I began the paperwork. It's taken me a while because it's just difficult or a variety of reasons. About 3 weeks ago, more than 6 months since the last time he spoke with me, he decided he wanted to talk to me again. He will only communicate through email because he says he can't see me. His messages are good, but there is only so much I can learn about him on a written message. Each email is like emotional whiplash. I feel like I know which direction I'm headed, then I get another email. My counsel, those who know me and Ryan and every detail of the story, tell me I should keep moving forward with the paperwork. They are also very protective of me. I have another few friends who just don't say anything. At this point I don't know what to do. I love my husband, but I cannot live with an abusive husband. I believe God can heal, but I don't know how much Ryan will cooperate. I don't want to have him change just so I will cancel the papers. My husband is a very good actor. I want a family, but I also want them to be safe, and I will not wait in limbo forever while he tells
me he's changing and never does, doesn't change enough.
I don't know the timing of things right now. I hate waiting and not knowing.
He refused to talk to me for the first month he was in. After the birthday attack, he stopped speaking to me again. He was readmitted on October 13, 2011. At about Thanksgiving time he contacted me from the hospital. We spoke for a few weeks. I was kind and gracious, but I did let him know that I wasn't going to do everything for him and he couldn't come home until he met some milestones. Over about 4 short conversations he grew more and more angry and again stopped talking to me. He got out of the hospital in March and moved into a halfway house. He has banned his family from ever telling me how or what he's doing, as well as mentioning me in his presence. Through much counsel and prayer, I decided to file for divorce and I began the paperwork. It's taken me a while because it's just difficult or a variety of reasons. About 3 weeks ago, more than 6 months since the last time he spoke with me, he decided he wanted to talk to me again. He will only communicate through email because he says he can't see me. His messages are good, but there is only so much I can learn about him on a written message. Each email is like emotional whiplash. I feel like I know which direction I'm headed, then I get another email. My counsel, those who know me and Ryan and every detail of the story, tell me I should keep moving forward with the paperwork. They are also very protective of me. I have another few friends who just don't say anything. At this point I don't know what to do. I love my husband, but I cannot live with an abusive husband. I believe God can heal, but I don't know how much Ryan will cooperate. I don't want to have him change just so I will cancel the papers. My husband is a very good actor. I want a family, but I also want them to be safe, and I will not wait in limbo forever while he tells
me he's changing and never does, doesn't change enough.
I don't know the timing of things right now. I hate waiting and not knowing.