I got married in 2003, after meeting him in 2001. I was five months along with our first baby, his second child.
We committed to each other in front of friends and family, sure that forever meant forever.
2012, I had had enough. His crack addiction that resurfaced in 2004, along with rehab stints, church hopping, prison stays and missing items from the house sold for a pittance - it was all more than I could continue to function properly with. Being the best for my kids came first.
I was working all the time, taking care of the bills, visiting him, covering for him, replacing what he stole, and just caught up in a frenzy of insurmountable madness.
I left.
In this time, 2012, there was a major dedication to my weight and health. I was eating properly, exercising and weight was coming off. The long hours at work, leaving my kids' father, dating someone new, it all begin to weigh in again...I am only human - after all.
