I’m finally, after months of “trying”, going to divorce my emotionally abusive (to me and dc) husband. We are in another country on a spousal visa for his job and me and dc (not his bio kid or adopted) will have to return home. I’m terrified- no close friends or family here, no childcare support, I work FT and want to stay in the flat but my salary doesn’t cover rent so I will be paying the last couple months of rent out of the savings I got when we divided our money. It’s not a complicated divorce, H isn’t contesting, we own no property, they have DIY divorce in this state and we are splitting the assets 50/50 - but it’s fucking traumatic to be going through this. Please tell me it’s going to be ok. That my poor dc who loves it here will be ok leaving everything behind. That at 35 knocking on 36 my life isn’t over, that maybe I will still have the dc I never could bring myself to have with my awful soon to be ex H. I feel so low this afternoon. He won’t leave, and he keeps wanting me to talk about the divorce.