Today I am thankful for agreements.
My ex agreed to divorce me.
This is a decision born out of fear of his sister and her stalking. She came to the house and tried to break in. I only learned it was her the other day.
I had tweeted about going to First Friday to see a couple of my friends. I didn't feel well, so I stayed home. It was during the time that I was supposed to be gone that she tried to get in the house with a key.
This stalking business has left me in poverty. I fear working because she tracks me down and harasses my colleagues.
I fear she will kill me. She owns a gun.
He fears that if she kills me, he's going to go to jail.
We realize that I truly need a new last name.
There are still a couple of points up in the air.
I don't know what to do about the house.
I fear living here.
He wants the kids to stay here so they can get scholarships for school but he can't care for them.
I'm praying for a job and an answer. I'm hoping I can earn enough money not to need alimony.
Let's see how it goes.
Love ya,
S.