Convert and I talked over the possibility of me going to school, so that I could get a higher paying job. I was real happy for an opportunity to go. I always wanted to train to be a nurse. I also wanted to be able to financially take care of my children, just in case Convert quit a job. Well, the thought was put on the back burner for awhile.
Shortly after we all moved to a townhouse, Convert found another job, and I got transfered to a fast food restaurant closer to where we lived. Convert worked days and I worked afternoons. Things settled a bit. The two older children were in elementary school by this time, and the baby stayed home with me during the day.
The subject of me going to school came up again. I found a technical institute that was affordable. The school offered education for practical nursing. I enrolled, and started shortly after I got accepted. I attended school during the day, and in the evenings I worked. The baby came with me and stayed at a daycare center near the school.
The schedule was hard, the classes were easy, and I still longed to be with my children. I could have chosen to stay at home, and not work or go to school, but I needed to gain some kind of stability for my kids. As much as I hated being away from them, I was determined to have the ability to take care of them, in case I needed to.
Convert was still working, but I questioned his faithfulness to me and to our marriage. He remained distant, and he got involved with other people. I never knew what he was doing. He didn't want to be close.
I didn't go to church, due to the fact that I was burning the candle at both ends. I needed to have as much time at home as I possibly could. Between going to school full time and working full time, I needed to relax and enjoy my kids as much as possible.
School was about over, and I could see light at the end of the tunnel. Then Convert came to me one day and told me that I had to quit school. He went on to inform me that if I didn't stop attending school, he would file for divorce. He further told me that by getting a divorce, he would be able to prove to me that I couldn't live without him. I had an ultimatum. Quit school and be in constant worry about my children's survival, or get a divorce and finish school. This is the same man that sold his TV when we were dating so I could go to college.
Ultimatum
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
1 comments:
This guy is getting weirder and weirder...or, maybe it would be more fair to say his behavior was getting weirder and weirder. I'm dyin' to hear what happens next.
And, for the record, him asking you to quit school was nothing more than a manipulation tactic to maintain control of you. That was sick.
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