I have been married to the same man for 25 yrs. I was a teenager who got pregnant and felt at that time I had no choice. He turned out to be a very hard man but because of the times and my family situation I was trapped. Or so I thought at the time. My twenties were hell. By the time I hit my thirties I learned how to avoid him. (scheduled work and school when he was home) I didn’t see much of him then we would just pass each other on our way in or out. He is a good provider, not an alcohol or drug abuser and is a good father. The kids are close to him especially the boys. So I stayed and as he got older he changed for the better. But its too late. I do not want to be married to him and wish I never had. Now I’m in my forties, my youngest moved out on his own and I’m outa here. My mind is filling up with all these plans and finally this year its going to happen. I will keep you posted.