JessicaRiz's Journal

Well, we had another fight about my freedom, and not being able to leave the houise w/o a chaparone...it was pretty bad.  I really hate hate hate hate crying in front of my kids.  My poor 4 yr old!  I tried so hard tonight not to let him see how much I was bothered by his pig-headed father.  Anyway, by the end of the fight, I was crying saying I just want a normal life now that I am clean.  So, he actually went to the basement and brought up an old stroller & said that if I wanted to get out of the house for a while to pack up the kids and go.  Thjen went in  the b edroom & slammed the door.  I guess slowly he's giving me a bit of freedom...(even though he comfiscated my car, cell phone, $.....)  Life is too short to be living under someone elses rules.....I just wonder how much longer I will be able to keep it cool for before I just end up leaving here and risk losing everything in the process....Lord Jesus, please hear me and guide me out of this bondage!!! AHHHHH!!