“My high school sweetheart and I were supposed to have a fairytale marriage. We were young, passionate, and believed our love could conquer all. However, the moment I embraced motherhood and transitioned into a stay-at-home mom, everything changed. He went from respecting me as a person to seeing me as the old ball and chain. The constant jeering of his misogynistic friends also doesn’t help matters. Where once there was a time that we couldn’t help but speak to each other all the time, now isolation, sadness, and hopelessness have become constant companions. I see him appreciating independent, working women and it’s like a shot to my heart. I feel like my worth is just as much, if not less, as the furniture in this beautiful house we built. My home feels like a mausoleum of all the dreams and hopes I buried. What is the way out?”
