My Saturday brought back a lot of memories. I used to share my life with a guy, the father of my children, who ended up taking them away from me. That was a breaking point for me. For years, I struggled emotionally and felt so weak. I didn’t know how to get help. Therapy would’ve helped, but as a new mom, I wanted to seem strong without needing others.
Having him as a boyfriend was great, but with a new baby, I wanted him to be my husband. I wanted us to be a real family. But instead, he waited until after our second child was born to propose. And even then, it felt forced. I ignored the warning signs, but our marriage didn’t last. There were drugs, lies, and a lot of control issues.
Our divorce was tough. There were lies, brainwashing, abuse, and a lot of pain. My kids were taken from me because of my emotional struggles. I needed therapy, support from my spouse, and family help. Instead, I got divorce papers and lost my kids. I became more depressed and felt far from God. The pain was too much.
I made some bad choices, like trying to take my life. People I trusted turned their backs on me. They took my children and said I was a bad mother. The truth is, I was a great mom, but I was hard on myself. I kept getting dragged into court with new expectations before I could see my kids. The lies and brainwashing were too much.
Fast forward to now. I spent the weekend with him for our son. He recently divorced and went back to an ex. I like his new partner, but there were lies that got them together. He even put his widowed mom in a nursing home and never visited her. That’s not how Christ wants us to treat people.
A week later, his mom realized how mean he could be. He’ll never take responsibility for his actions. But I see the light now. He’s still a narcissist, but God was working on me during my pain. Today, I have three children. My youngest lives with me and just became a teenager. People tell me I’m a wonderful mom. I’ve moved on because this is what life is like for a Christian living in a tough world.
