They say a man’s true character is seen when he has everything, but a woman’s pain is deepest when she has nothing. My name is Faith, and my life turned into a nightmare when my husband of nine years walked out on us. He didn’t just leave; he emptied the bank account, switched off his phone, and left me in a rented house in Pipeline with three hungry children and a “Notice to Vacate.”
I remember boiling stones in a pot just to trick my youngest into falling asleep, hoping the “food” would be ready in her dreams. I was broken, skinny, and hopeless. My husband, meanwhile, was seen in town flaunting a new car with a woman half his age. He told our mutual friends that I was “bad luck” and he had finally escaped the “poverty” of our marriage.…CONTINUE READING
