LIFE SUCKS

Too much to give

When I was 4 my mother died from a coronary embolism. We, the kids were split between relatives. At about 7, my father remarried and brought us along. She was abussive and the relationship ended in a divorce. As a family, we moved away from the area. A few years later my father married again. Three plus years later he was killed by a drunk driver. After the last child graduated from high school, my step mother sold or gave away everything of his and moved across country. I used to believe there was a god. Later I developed an ethos to guide my actions. Those ethics lead to my commitment to stay in an unhappy marriage. I have felt alone and hopeless for years and years. The only thing that has kept me from ending it, is the thought of the impact it would have on my kids. My ethos to do no harm has kept me here.