I met with the Stake President last night.  He wanted to discuss my marriage and my abuse and the burdens that I have been asked to carry right now.  We talked about my problems with prayer, and with trust and then we read some scriptures.  I felt very vulnerable.  I still feel as though I can't believe I told him anything.  I hardly know him, but yet I hear my therapist in my head telling me to "trust my priesthood leaders."  I cried a lot.  We closed with prayer and he then advised me that I needed to keep in closer contact with my Bishop.  It feels like just one more thing that I need to do.  I came home and showered and snuggled with my new little lamb.  I slept some.

Yesterday, I was working and a constable served me papers for one of my husband's debts.  My name did not appear anywhere on the debt but because it was "medically necessary" and we are still married, the debt became mine.  I right now am swimming in debt and I am the only one working.  I don't know what I am going to do. 

My little one is still struggling with her hips.  Some days are better than others.  My heart hurts for her.