I worked hard to make sure Angelina had what she needed, even picking up a part-time job at a restaurant. Yet, I still had to borrow a dress for a work function because Tom couldn’t spare a dime for a new outfit for me.One Christmas, after he bought the expensive TV, I snapped. I packed our bags and left. I filed for divorce, determined to build a better life for me and Angelina,

Over time, I worked my way up at the restaurant and eventually became the director. Life got so much better. Angelina had what she needed, and I was finally free from Tom’s control.Years later, Tom showed up on my doorstep, asking for help after losing his job. I told him coldly, “It’s my money, and I’m not about to waste it on you.” I never saw him again, but I later heard that he was working as a cleaner at his old company.