I found out I was in stage 3, thyroid cancer. It spread to my lymph nodes and to my neck muscles. He would not take any time off work to go with me to any doctor appointments and when I was hospitalized, he only stayed few minutes at a time.

I told God I'm ready, but if I survive, I want a divorce. That was 26 years ago. Good riddance to both of my cancers!

My aunt took me out to dinner (I even remember the dish I ate and almost 20-some years later I still can taste it) and told me about the things my cousin was going through with her boyfriend… except everything she said was something my husband had done to me. Then she put a small pile of printouts in front of me and it was all the texts I had sent my parents and brothers regarding each incident. It was shocking. She told me she had a moving van ready and my other various cousins ready to help me move out. She had a few police officers there because my ex had a habit of getting very violent.