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Hello, my name is Anna Allen and I a single mother of three wonderful children. I was in an emotionally abusive marriage for 10yrs and decided I did not want to put my kids through that so I kicked my husband out.

At first, I was very scared. I did not know what I was going to do. My husband was the bread winner. In fact, I only worked from home, occassionally selling things on eBay or Craigslist. I also tried my hand in affiliate marketing. I sold some things but not as much as I'd like.

In any case, I needed a 'regular' income; one that would pay the bills because my husband refused to give me child support. I was forced to go on Cash Aid so that I could feed my children. I have nothing against welfare, but I had a lot of pride and did not want to resort to that. But, since I had trouble finding a job and my husband not giving me any child support, left me with no choice. So, I swallowed my pride and went to the welfare office with my head held down. I felt like such a failure for having to resort to asking the county for help, but I had to think about my kids and not my pride.

When I kicked my husband out, my brother, who was living with us at the time (my husband's idea) told me I did not have to worry about my finances because he would help me till I got on my feet. My brother (who witnessed the emotional abuse my husband conflicted on me) did not want me to feel I HAD to stay with my husband for financial reasons. As much as I appreciated the help, I did not want to take advantage of him in that way, at least not for a long time. So, when I did kick my husband out, the bills piled up and my brother helped me as he promised.

The thing is, not only did my brother help me financially, he was a huge help mentally. Now, I'm sure you can imagine how distraught I was not being able to pay my own bills and provide for my children. I was depressed and had very low self esteem. I was a very negative person. I was not fun to be around. I hated myself. That's the damage my husband did to me. The constant cutdowns, fits of anger and other parts of emotional abuse took its toll on me. For years that's the kind of thing my mind was fed. So when I kicked my husband out, I was scared, angry, felt sorry for myself and had no motivation.

So, my brother, Fabian (I might as well tell you his name since I've mentioned him several times) talked to me for a long time and continued to do so on a regular basis. Being that he lived with us, he knew most of what I'd been through. So, he began trying to get me to see things differently. He took it upon himself to try to motivate me, and it worked. He fed my mind on self help information. He had me listen to self help CD's and read books on ways to think positive and motivate myself. At first I did not want to take the time to listen to the CD's and I sure didn't want to read any books. But, he didn't give up on me. He encouraged me and kept gently pushing me towards getting the help I needed.

All I can say is, "It worked!" I've done other things as well, but if I have to credit any one thing for my motivation, it was my brother. Of course wanting to get well and be able to provide for my children was also motivation, but aside from that, it was my brother, Fabian. So Thank You Fabian! You are my rock!

So now that I'm now a woman full of motivation, I decided to create this blog to help others who need to be motivated as well. I know it's hard. Like I said, I've been there and done that. But my goal is to provide you with helpful articles and other resources (most of which I used myself) to aid you in your road to recovery and motivation. I promise to do my best and keep this blog current. As you know we all have lives and get busy, but like I said, I will do my best to keep this current and a place where people can come to get the motivational resources they need. If I can help one person then all the hard work will be worth it.

Good Luck to you,
Anna