How do I stop feeling guilty for wanting out?
Honestly, I don’t even know where to start. I was raised in such a strict Catholic household—mass every Sunday, prayers before meals, the whole thing. My mom still tells me that divorce is a sin, that I should suffer silently if it means keeping the family together. I’m married to my high school sweetheart, and yes, things got rocky. He drinks too much, says things he shouldn’t, and honestly, I don’t feel safe sometimes. Last month he threw a plate during an argument. I moved in with my sister after that. But then my tita calls and says, 'Ano naman sisihin mo? Ikaw na nga yung second wife, dapat mas masipag ka.' Like I don’t already feel enough shame. I told him I need space, and he says I’m heartless, that I’m betraying our vows. And yes po, I know I said 'til death do us part'—but what about my peace? What about waking up not feeling like I’m walking on eggshells? I want to leave, but every time I think about filing, I feel like I’m doing something unforgivable. Like God is watching and disappointed. How do you even begin to unlearn that?