I am finally prepared to admit that my marriage is over. My husband has crossed the line into emotional abuse, and I found myself being consoled by my almost 12-year-old stepson the other day. Husband has become more and more combative with his words over the course of the last few months, and while he needs serious help, I can't give it to him. Things escalated last night when he took three full bottles of prescription medications. He is OK, and in the hospital, but I can't decide if he seriously wanted to kill himself or if this is manipulation. I DO know, though, that the next part of the pattern in an abusive relationship like this is that I'll be next. Or LO. I've already made arrangements that my stepkids are never at our house unless I'm there, and I'm preparing to leave. Please pray that I can last until we get through the waiting list at our new apartment complex. Feeling like a failure, but knowing this is not my fault at the same time. Even his parents are pushing me to get out. I don't know that I'm looking for answers, but have felt like this is a safe space, and needed to get it out.