The stuff and property means absolutely nothing, but I cannot help but think that it was a key factor in her ultimate decision and planning. I married her because I loved HER. I still do but it doesn't appear that my love for her or desires for our marriage or relationship have any real value to her. I cn't communicate with her by phone because she hangs up and will not respond to anything by email or U.S. mail so I am totally powerless and she consistently lashes out trying to destroy me in every possible way. I don't understand at all. This simply isn't the person I married or else my reality was certainly not hers. After four weeks of constantly escalating attacks pointed my way, my own personal loneliness being totally isolated here except for Sunday mornings, the very real need to now find a new job and start over, and no apparent desire to reconcile from her it seems that I don't have many options left because I simply cannot keep on deluding myself into thinking after I have been treated worst than ever before by any other person that there is anything I can do besides pray, but even in that it would be very hard to ever go back and trust her because she has consistently tried to destroy me over and over again, changed the locks, and shut all doors. I don't want a divorce. I wanted back the wife I love, but even in that it just doesn't seem that the all too stark reality of it all is leaving me many options. Too, I'm overwhelming disappointed in the church not doing anything to somehow intervene even if it was just for someone to try to talk with her, address the anger, and try to somehow be an agent of peace and reason..not to mention as a reminder of Christian alternatives. I would welcome ANY hope or suggestions..that's why I said that I felt like it would take a miracle. I simply cannot live in this hellish limbo waiting for my "wife" to decide whether she loves me or not. Isn't forgiveness and recognition of one's role in things supposed to be mutual? I don't even understand how anyone that truly loves someone could put them through the pain I have been put through..and there is absolutely no indication that she has even felt a thing. I cried myself sick, literally, for two weeks, had NO food for 5 days, no money, and then came two weeks of major anxiety attacks from living in this state with absolutely no indication of what was in her mind or what her desires were. At some point a man, even a Christian man, has to face the reality and consider that maybe God's will is for me to move on. I would absolutely love for there to be an alternative path, but my Lisa apparently could care less about me or all of the many blessings we had shared. That's one of the things that is most crushing...the apparently reality that it was all one sided and that I was a fool. After a year and a half of working hard to build I have now been cast of as an old shoe that is no longer useful and our last communication was her threat to me that if I didn't sign over the house and property to her that she would do anything to me that she needed to. ...and she has followed through. I wasn't the one that started throwing dishes or went berserk, but, yes, I did say the wrong things after an evening of total humiliation. Now, without a penny left starting over, moving to a new city, building a new career and all the rest means my loss of virtually everything that I held dear..my church, my community, my friends, our farm, and huge legal expenses facing me. Honestly, Evee, I didn't want ANY of this, but I am totally and completely powerless and doing my absolute best to just find a reason to live from one day to the next. Watching the minutes go by day after day after day while pumping out resumes to go where I don't want to go to start a new career I don't want and the HUGE loss of the very one I trusted and valued more than anyone in this world has almost crushed me and allI can do is try to find a way to survive this. I still have my faith, but I surely haven't seen any hope for a spiritual change in the situation and am rapidly running out of options. I would give thanks from the rooftops if there was a break in this, but just don't see or hear any signs of that coming. In fact, most of my Christian friends say it may be that I HAVE to let go. Hope?