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…is a truly remarkable story. It’s a story filled with deep, intense love; but also riddled with heartache, tragedy, addiction, abandonment, and so much more.

But somehow amidst all of the blissful chaos a hope was present. It seemed to be the one consistent thing in our lives. Whether it was a tiny speck of light when all of the other chaos felt enormous or it was a warm beam of light on the good days, it was hope.

It was a hope that promised a future that no one could have ever prepared me or any of us for.

May our story offer hope and encouragement to you and your family!

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Oct 21, 2014

When I filed for divorce, I felt as if there was no other way. Marriage suicide—in my mind—was the last resort and the only option available… for ME to be in control again. In some cases, that’s the most healthy thing to do, but in most cases it’s just the most selfish thing to do.

When he’s the one with the addiction, it’s so much easier to focus on his faults and problems and lack of commitment to me and our marriage and our family. It’s the most visible and the most tangible of our issues, after all. Everybody saw that he was the problem—with my help, of course. He was the reason we had financial troubles and lacked stability. He was out more than he was home. His heart was consumed with the next win. He was doing this to me. He abandoned ME.

However, when he was present he was full of energy, life and passion—the very things I fell in love with at a very young age—and our children adored him and all of his joy to the nth degree. But seeing this joy and love only reminded me of all the times he was absent dealing with his misery. I felt trapped having no escape and no way to shake off frustrations or act out as he did. (I thought about sitting in a bar and getting drunk or going on some erratic trip but my body and mind wouldn’t even allow me to, there was physically nothing I could do; Well so it felt and I hated him for having the ability to ‘run.’)