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As time went on, it was getting worse, I was getting more and more depressed, and was drastically losing weight, I was even thinking about killing myself, but I thought about my children and what would happen to them and there what stopped me from commiting suicide, I did finally end up in the hospital to get help, I was put into a stabilization program, I was there for 2 weeks, while I was in the hospital, my husband called and told me that I could never ever come back home again, and that he had all my things packed up and in the garage and that he was filing for divorce and custody of the children, and that I would never see the children again that he was moving out of state and I would never find them. That really upset me, but I did not let it set me back, as I knew that he was not going to get the children he was a unfit father and no judge in his or her right mind would give my husband custody of the children. When I was released from the hospital my parents came and got me and took me to there house, they helped me back up on my feet, I only weighed 85 pounds when my parents got me from the hospital, they were scared that I was going to die, but I am a strong person and a fighter, and that I did, I fought long and hard and I was the one who got the divorce, custody of my children and the house we bought in the country. |
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