“Don’t be afraid to ask for help”

On December 31st, our world was completely devastated. My husband made an awful decision during an act of blind rage. I was strangled within seconds of my life. He literally had my life in his hands. As I began to feel the darkness closing in, I gurgled out the words, “Jesus”, and my husband’s grip released instantly. There are very few words to describe that moment that doesn’t bring me to my knees in complete brokenness. But, God! My life was spared, because there’s still work for me to do here. I’m meant to be here for our three boys. During my hospital stay, my kind and compassionate doctor said to me, “Meredith, don’t be afraid to ask for help”. I made the decision to be transparent with my situation, because I have to help others. The physical abuse in my marriage began recently. But there were signs or, “red flags” that I chose to ignore out of love and commitment to helping him. Abuse is not love. Rage is not normal. Mental health issues are real. Help is out there! As I prepare for this new chapter in life, I’m currently left with a multitude of financial burdens. My husband was our sole provider, while I’ve been a stay at home mom. In the future, I’ll be seeking employment to support my family, but right now, the boys and I need intensive counseling and time to heal. We need peace. Thank you for considering us in our time of need and transition. May God bless everyone who’s taken the time to read, pray and donate.