 When he did divorce me and I had the kids, I never changed my name. To me, I wasn't divorced. But, of course, I couldn't live with him. He couldn't live with me. He went on and remarried. Still never changed my name because I didn't want to be labeled as a divorced woman. I didn't want my kids to have a different name than I did. And I kept thinking the church will help me. Well, I kept going to church, but I felt like I was living a lie. I felt shame. I felt so much shame, and I felt like I wasn't good enough.