Took a Risk

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“God help me. I need to hear from the women who “upended” their lives – who decided on the uncertainty and possibly failed. Those who gambled on themselves and left everything to chance. I believe we have but one life to live. Please share your stories – it may well save a future” -Anonymous

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  1. Ten years ago, I left my house and my abuser with just the bare necessities, and risked ending a perfect credit history because I feared for my life and sanity. I was a scared mess, but it turned out to be the best decision of my life.

  2. I upended my life, bought a multigenerational house to share with a son and daughter-in-law. Big mistake. After less than 6 months, they moved and didn’t tell me. So now I am stuck with a large house, high mortgage payments, and I am alone with no one. I need to make another upending decision within the next year. It was and is heartbreaking.

  3. At 50, I left a small town where I worked in one school system for 19 years and graduated from the other school system. My family was known in the community and I was involved in different organizations. I felt like I knew everyone. I had been divorced twice and said I’d never marry again. My daughter had move to a large city with her husband and my only granddaughter. I took a chance and applied for a job, was accepted and moved within 3 weeks. Long story short, met my husband after 3 months of arriving in the city and was married in 6 months time. Not only has my 13 year marriage been successful, my job was very profitable and I retired at 61. My life would have never been like these past 14 years had I stayed in my comfort zone of my small familiar town. Go for it!

  4. I was married to a well known and respected man in our community who was verbally abusive. Nothing positive for me. After 25 years, I met my soul mate, quite by accident. We became very good friends and you can guess the rest. I also was well thought of in the community, and had grown children. It took a year of angst and soul searching, and one evening the last verbal abuse was flung. Whether or not I ended up with my best friend or not, I got a divorce and didn’t look back. We’re celebrating almost 40 years of married life. I kept good friends, moved on from the ones who were all about my standing in the community, and kept my relationship with my children. I don’t suggest this for anyone else. Lots of bad feelings were left, but I’ve never been more content.

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