I’m not a English major or a writer so please bare with me. I thought I was a happily married Family man, Six kids Worked hard every day to provide and climb the business ladder. We opened one business then a second. WE were a blended family, When I met my wife to be I was a hard working man with 3 kids no mom to help. Out of no where there was this lady that seemed to care. I really was not looking, my life was very busy and full. After a date or two and a couple over night stays there she was! Ready to take on the job! I didn’t know what to think It had only been two weeks and she was basically moved in. She seemed to be head over heels for me and loved the kids my life was slowly becoming simpler. I know what your thinking how stupid could I be, And your right. She had two kids of her own. Within a month she is moved in! And here we go…. after six months out of no where we were expecting. the real person shows up… Jealous… constantly accusing me of cheating slowly becoming controlling. One year goes by I find myself constantly defending what doesn’t exist. Its a weird slow process of total control before I knew what was happening everything was about her and her kids. My kids from another mother was slowly being treated poorly. After two years and constant verbal abuse I give in to marriage. By this time I was a amoeba. Then we had a second on the way. I opened my first business. Financially looking good. We purchased our first house. Four years in to it, I didn’t stand a chance I was totally in a domestic violence relationship. Every day was a struggle the more I tried to get away the more mentally tore me and my kids down. I have 100 s of horrible story’s to tell that only a few people would believe or understand,,, Like my son being forced to put his nose in dog shit because her sons new dog sit in the house. My oldest daughter didn’t tell me this till after we separated. When I went to work she had to stand at the end of the her bed and look at the floor because my daughter was told she was to gross and discussing to look at her. for sometimes 4 hours a day. My daughter had to be her slave. It got to the point every day I was worried about every move I made if it was going to upset her, Her favorite saying was there will be hell to pay. And she meant it, there always was. When things would get really bad I would take the kids and leave to family’s or hotels or several times I rented a apartment. She always managed to pull me back in. There is so so so much more,,, Till one day I caught her cheating with a old class mate of hers,,, Once again there is so much more to this. Then she filed for divorce kicked me out of the business once again so much more. I found a job and had to train out of town,,, she was supposed to purchase the business or sell it. She took some of the crew to mexico. An 18 year old boy some how fell off a baloney and was in a comma in Cancun. and she left him there he died. She was drinking with some of the crew in her grange Pulled a 9 mm out of the back of the car with around in the chamber telling everyone it was for me and it discharged wounding several kids. There is so much more I could write a book.I had no access to the books or banking records. I was suppose to get my information about the business from the accountant. But she never turned it in to the accountant. One year went by and the judge told her she had to sell the business. It was to late here come the tax warrants!!!!! She wasn’t paying sales tax. The Judge gave me the house!!! the real estate fell House sold for 30000.00 less than what I owed. By this time she was collecting child support. I had no money no credit NOTHING. My bank added it to my 10 year old truck payment taking it to 800.00 per month. Lost everything, She wasn’t letting me see the kids. She has a new boyfriend on of 20 Every new boyfriend the kids have to call him dad. because they cant see me. Once again there is so much more to this story.I applied for food stamps and cash assistance and finally got some help till she called placed false claims so now i lost that help’ The bank came and took my truck. I need help to pay taxes to rebuild my life. I’m a good man that deserves a second chance. I Do not even have a place to live anymore. Anything will help. please help.