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It seems that this it the time where beautiful, strong, powerful, and sucessful women are taking back their lives and "DROPPING THEIR ZERO's TO BE THEIR OWN HERO". Women in Hollywood are real people with real problems too, let's find strength in them!


Whitney Huston
Reese Witherspoon
Brittany Spears
ME!

ALL WOMEN LEAVING BEHIND DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, ADULTERY, LIES, THEIVES, DRUG ADDICTS, DEAD BEAT FATHERS.......CLAIM YOUR NEW FOUND FREEDOM!

Give a "Shout Out!" and claim your new found FREEDOM!!!!!! Let's support one another by claiming strength! I want to hear you tell your story of NEW FOUND FREEDOM!

LET'S STAND STRONG TOGETHER , LET'S BE STRONG SISTERS!

PEACE & LOVE......

2006-11-08 12:07:50 · 7 answers · asked by Anonymous in Social Science Gender Studies

7 answers

My new found freedom began four years, when I filed for divorce. My marriage lasted for 18 years. I was the oldest out of seven children. We are all taken away from our parents and placed in different homes. Because of their abuse and alcoholism. I was 12 years old. I married at the age of 16 to a 28 year old man. Looking back now…I just wanted out of the system. With his reluctance, I finished high school. I got a job working as a nursing assistant 11pm-7am. It was difficult, because I still had my chores and responsibilities of being a wife.
Time passed, the hospital where I was employed offered scholarships to employees who maintained a certain GPA. I applied and was granted one without the knowledge of my spouse. This was the first dishonest thing I did. Then one lie begat another…I told him my hours at work were changing from 11pm-7am to 7pm to 7am to coincide with the nurses on staff. In reality , I was attending night classes from 630pm until 10pm and then driving to work. I was able to do this for 8 months. Finally I was accepted into the nursing program. I then had to come clean with everything. I was scolded like a little girl and was called terrible names…but by then I had learned to block myself from the verbal and mental abuse. Yes it hurt. But I had a goal.

I finished nursing school, and started working toward my bachelors degree almost immediately. I continued to work nights as a Registered Nurse now…with a pay increase from 4.80 per hour to 12.17 per hour at the time. Big difference.
During my marriage I had to always call to “check in” he had to know where I was at all times…when I was leaving work and when I got there. What ended the marriage was the final beaten I rec’d. By this time in our marriage I was the sole provider for my husband and his mother…he moved his mother in 4 years prior to our divorce…she did not work either.
What happened was…I worked as charge nurse in ICU on this particular night, and had a terrible night. 2 codes and a patient placed on the vent. I called him as usual the next morning and informed him I will be running late due to a bad night. There was multitudes of charting that needed to be done prior to leaving. He began cursing at me. I informed him, my patient care came first…charting last.
I arrived home by 10 am that morning. As usual I always prepared bfast for him prior to going to bed. This morning I told him I need to shower because I felt nasty. He said, “NO!, you will fix my meal now”. I calmly said let me get a shower…10 minutes and I will be back….I went to walk past him. He shoved me into the door way between the kitchen and dining room. I lost my footing and fell. He approached me as I was getting up and began kicking me. He kicked until I passed out. I remember seeing him walk away and seeing his mother walk to her room.
I went to the bathroom, got in the shower, and began having shortness of breath. I knew right then I had a collapsed lung. I got out of the shower and called the MD I knew working in the ER. He said to call the emt’s, I said I cannot let him know. So I snuck out and drove myself to the hospital. I began to have severe abdominal pain. I was rushed to surgery, where I had a collapsed lung ad perforated bowel in 4 places.

Now 4 years later I still have the scars( I would love to have plastic surg to correct one day…but its expensive). I am remarried to a wonderful man. I have been through therapy and got my life back. I am th happiest I have ever been as far as I can remember including my childhood. Keep your goals and dreams….I now have my masters degree in nursing.

I hope this helps someone...get out before its too late.

2006-11-09 06:51:50 · answer #1 · answered by samantha H 2 · 3 0

Thanks for a empowering message. Your post was thought provoking and wonderful. Women should stop bashing themselves and each other. The stereotype perfect female is a myth and as long as woman strive to attain this look they will always suffer from self esteem issues and feelings of inadequacies. Thanks again for being a positive influence for all the sisters out there that need love and support from each other. With more attitudes like you perhaps equality can be attained.

2006-11-08 14:44:04 · answer #2 · answered by Deirdre O 7 · 2 0

I'm all for that! I've been divorced since May and I am still celebrating because now I have my life back and living it the way I need/want to. I am a new person in life and I owe it all to prayer.
Congratulations for those who have crossed over to LIFE!

2006-11-08 13:52:35 · answer #3 · answered by uneekqamar2004 4 · 2 0

Hurray for you, and all the others named above! I did it 30 years ago, and have never regretted it for one second! You go girls!

2006-11-08 12:11:34 · answer #4 · answered by correrafan 7 · 2 0

I'm sorry, I missed the question part. Could you ask it again, and this time include the part where you ask for an answer about something? Thanks!


P.S. Brittany SPEARS??? Are you JOKING?

2006-11-08 16:23:21 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 2

go sister.

2006-11-08 20:28:45 · answer #6 · answered by missy 3 · 2 0

YES! - you are awesome.

2006-11-11 12:52:06 · answer #7 · answered by Heather M 2 · 1 0

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