My husband worked full time and I stayed home with our 13 month old daughter. It was kind of hard going from a rural town in the midwest, to the crazy busy concrete jungle of Florida, we were in the St. Pete area. One night I noticed my dh on his cell, he went out on the balcony and was talking to a co-worker and when he hung up he explained that there was a problem at work. No biggie, it has happened before. A couple days later he did it again, but this time he acted odd after hanging up, he is however deovoted to his work! Then one afternoon he came home wet from the waist down in jeans, he said he jumped in the gulf!! Weird, but whatever.
After being in sunny Florida for four months he went to a guys house at work who's garage caught on fire and he was helping him clean up the debris and didn't come home. You guessed it. The bastard was having an affair!! We had only lived there for four months, and he had met the married woman at work! My world was turned upside down and the rug was literally ripped out under my feet!!! I asked him to go to marrigae counseling and he agreed, of course he never went. I loaded up my three kids, packed all our stuff and headed back to the midwest, back to HOME. I stayed with a friend as he had wiped out our bank account not caring at all, my sister put the u-haul on her credit card along with all my gas. I moved in with friends and the job search started. It took quite a while to find a job to support all of us, and to support a place to live on our own. I applied for public assistance. My parents have paid taxes, my eight siblings have paid taxes too! At least on PA I could help with groceries and have a little cash. I had to pay for a lawyer to get divorced and file for support, which you need a lawyer for!! I did eventually open my OWN business with the help of public assistance and it was quite successful!! I lived through all of this and am a very strong person for it!! My two older kids are grown and gone and that same 13 month old dd is now fourteen and on the honor roll! Her dad stayed in Florida and sees them maybe every three years.....
So where in this story of my life is it wrong to accept public assistance? Can any of you honestly say that this has happened to you in as little as five short months when you were un-employed?
Can any of you tell me if my kids deserved to go hungry for a selfish father?
Can any of you tell me what I did wrong to have seek public assistance?
I try not to pass judgement on people and the situations they have had to endure. Do you????