About a month ago I discovered by accident that my husband posted a profile online misrepresenting himself as a single man.
I haven't found any evidence that he's been unfaithful but it stays in the back of my mind that he cheated in his first marriage.
When I finally worked up the courage to confront him about the profile, he just scoffed and said it didn't mean anything.

I have been despondent ever since. I've been trying to find therapeutic housing. Plus I would have to find someone to drive me to and from my ketamine infusions. What I'm finding is that anything I could afford on my disability is strictly for the homeless.

Then there was the one I found in Wisconsin that was $120,000 a year.

I just know I want out. I'm tired of feeling like my feelings don't matter. I feel stupid most of the time even though I know I'm not, and nothing I do is right.

When I told him how I felt, he said I need to stop taking everything so personally.

My therapist has found a caseworker for me and my DV advocate is aware of what's happening so I'll be okay I think.

I'll update things as they progress.