I came home five years ago to the little girl next door crying on her porch. I walked up and asked this little girl, then 9 years old, "What's wrong sweety?" the little girl replied "my sister (then three) is very sick and my Dad can't come home from work, and my mommy left and won't even come back, even though she knows my sister is sick." This was the moment that I met the children that would later become my step children. I took her and her sister in that day and fed them and got her sister some medicine. When her father got home and saw my note where the girls were, he came over and explained to me that his wife of 15 years had left months ago and hadnt been seen since. He also explained to me that he was supporting 4 children on minimum wage and was struggling terribly. That day I sold everyone of my meaningless posessions to buy him and his children, clothes, food and school supplies. I went on to support him emotionally and financially through 3 and a half years of a custody battle that he ultimately won. But then he got sick. He almost died, and once again, I had to sell all my wordly posessions to save him and his children. I took care of him for years. I took care of our combined 6 children like they were my own for years. We were a family. His kids got down on one knee, with a ring, and asked me to please be thier mom. This was a duty I did not take lightly. I didn't take any of my duties lightly. Then I had to take in 3 of his sisters children. I supported financially and emotionally and morally 9 children. I got really upset one day, after all the pressure got to me and got in a disagreement with him over some stupid little crap, and he left. 5 years of a family, my supporting him through his worst of times, and when he finally gets through it all, he leaves. He finally got a clean bill of health two weeks prior, had custody of his kids, and even our dog, and he left. I am destroyed. I am heartbroken on so many levels, it hurts to think that a person could hurt so bad. Depression doesn't even begin to cover it. How do I get through this total loss of my family that I worked so hard to keep together?
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