I was 17 when i met who i thought was the love of my life. He was charming and handsome, I hadn't ever been in a dosmetic violence situation until i met him. He did the whole threats, mental,verbal physical abuse.
I had no one that could get me out of it but me. Our chaotic relationship lasted about 11 months until i had came up with my own way to get out. I had given birth to our daughter and she was now 3 months i started to see his patience for our baby be slim i knew that i had to leave. I kept looking at my options which were slim I was living with him in Texas where he was stationed for the army. All my family was back in San Diego.
I was alone on this, so what i did is i had a neighbor i confided in and asked her to take me to the airport. it was a day when he had left to the field, therefore he wouldn't be back for another week it was the right time i had the atm card i went to the bank took all of it out. I had never felt such rush of anxiety, i thought at any point he will catch me leaving i didn't care though. i was able to leave i didn't care for any of my posessions what mattered is that i was getting my daughter and i out of the situation.
When you have that determination to live and for a better life you go with that feeling..
he did attempt to get me to go back but i didn't at that point i was safe at my parent's home and not only that California is big on domestic violence issues so i knew i had the law on my side
From that day on i told myself that if i was ever with someone that didn't respect me i would end it before it began
as yes once they hit you they will hit you ever harder again... don't make excuses,justifications why you can't deserve happiness, no one deserves to be beat