Do members of a family put up with abuse because one parent brings home a big paypacket?

Perhaps a comfortable family home and all the fancy gadgets keeps family members at home rather than living destitute lives?Do members of a family put up with abuse because one parent brings home a big paypacket?
I think sometimes that is true. They will put up with a certain amount of abuse in order to maintain their current lifestyle. They have not only grown accustomed to having all their needs and wants met monetarily, but also to the abuse, at least to a degree. What happens in some cases is that they begin to see that there are other families out there who have a lot less chaos and a lot more stability in their lives even if they make do with less material wealth. Once they start comparing that with what they have at home, they begin to look at things differently and what really matters in life. If they see that things aren't going to improve in their home life, that the abuse is never going away, then they begin to weigh their options of having a more healthy, peaceful life.


In other cases, putting up with some abuse might mean the difference between just hanging on and having the bare necessities to survive in life to being homeless and on public aid. That's a tough decision and takes some planning.


I have no tolerance for abusers. It's so stupid to want to live life that way, and I can't relate to people like this at all. I wish they all had to live together in some remote area and leave the rest of us alone.Do members of a family put up with abuse because one parent brings home a big paypacket?
Yes. Some people marry for money and take their chances. My mother, a poor Catholic girl from St. Paul, Minnesota took a bus ticket to Miami, out of the cold and poverty of her substance abusing family at the end of the Great Depression. She was tired of supporting her alcoholic family. She did what every dream girl does--she married a doctor. She was beautiful, gorgeous, and looked good on my Dad's arm. Then things went sour; he started to drink, take drugs, and sleep with his patients. He grew violent at home. A few years passed. A few charity balls and dinner parties, a second home. Then he tried to frame her for divorce.


He wanted something younger.


She fought back like a wild cat. She had to hire a private detective to catch him with one of his patients. In those days she was lucky to get half (she was a homemaker and doctor's billing clerk, and medical hostess (to help get referrals)), and a shining princess at the ball. She sent out the Christmas cards and newsletters. She was one h*ll of a gourmet cook.





Getting half, she got the cottage in the mountains of Western North Carolina. It was not winterized. I didn't have a stitch of wool or boots or mittens. She had to get a job. She made friends and eventually remarried someone in the hardware business. He was alcoholic and a child pervert at that. Her third marriage was the charm. In Minnesota. Nick was widowed, wealthy, kind, and loved to travel the world. He was a former fighter pilot in the 5th Army Air Corp Division based in Australia, and made a lot of money as a real estate appraiser.





My point is, getting out can be the path to your dreams. She and Nick were married 18 years before he died. She died at 80, leaving a sizeable estate, some to charity, some to her daughter.
I don't think so, my mother and father bought home about the same amount of money but my father tended to spend his money on his girlfriends hence leaving the household bills short of money, so my mother worked overtime just to cover them and when they finally got divorced we were actually better off, we didnt have a fine home or extras, but we had a weekly outing with our mother to the drive-in and fish and chips to take with us, we never had that when my father was here, we also had picnics in the lounge room if it was raining and my mother promised to take us out, she never went back on her promise and she did the best she could and I am very grateful for the self sacrifice she made, even though we didnt at the time :)
more than likely they stay out of terror
i suppose its easier than going alone for some