Well I'm not going to any concerts, that's for sure.
But it is really tough, because I must keep this move a secret and of course he must not know my plans and timeline, but when he starts talking about any future plans together, I must pinch myself really hard not to say something. And I usually keep my mouth shut.
But accusing me of sleeping with neighbors, telling me to get a real job, and saying that it is my fault we have to pay so much tax (because I earned $10.000 more than anticipated), saying that I am a b**** just like my mother, and then 36 hours later wants to go to a concert . . . you know, these things do inspire me to ACT. It is alarming, it is upsetting.
There is absolutely no return now. Once I talked to that lawyer and heard myself talking, telling him that my husband says "that we are not even married, because it was some courthouse abroad . . ." And then the lawyer said, "oh, you're married, and we can get you a divorce in the United States." You just break this cocoon and see the world again.