He Made Me Financially Dependent So I’d Never Leave — He Forgot I Used to Be a Risk Analyst, and I’d Been Preparing for Eleven Months
Chapter 6 — Numbers Had Been My Career
I need to tell you who I had been, before I was a woman being humiliated at her own dinner table, because it is the reason the suitcases were packed.
Before the marriage, before the children, numbers had been my career.
I had worked as a risk analyst for a financial-services firm in Atlanta, and my entire job — the thing I was genuinely good at, the thing I loved — was studying patterns.
Probabilities.
Exposure.