We spent thousands of dollars we couldn’t afford and nothing worked…
No matter how hard we tried, no matter how much money we wasted, no matter how many specialists we saw…
Nothing worked…
In fact, some of these actually made everything worse…
Forcing me to isolate myself from my family and the world…
Because even the smallest noise would bring me to my knees in excruciating pain…
And as the years went by it just got worse and worse…
To the point that our marriage became less about love and understanding and more about seeing how long we could go without a fight…
Lying there, all these painful memories and waves of emotions ravaged my mind…
I knew I could do one of three things…
1. I could ignore the thoughts and the fearswirling in my mind…
Idly stand by and watch as the man I used to be fade into a shadow of my former self…
I could watch our marriage crumble to nothing as we headed for the divorce I knew was in our future if we didn’t do something…
2. I could get mad and bitter… rage about how “unfair” it was to have so much taken from us…
Fall deeper into depression and actually blow my brains out one day...
3. Or I could make the choice I did…
The choice to fight for my wife and our family…
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