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Thirteen long years spent under his thumb. Sixteen years old is when this begun. I thought I was in love , now I know I should have left after the first shove. I stayed instead, chalking it up as one too many drinks,. Time went on only getting worse, as I got pregnant with his child.  The control he had over me was more than mild. It was a push and a shove pulling my hair but worse than that was the emotional abuse he just didn't care. The longer I stayed the worse it got , now there was another life I had to protect. My story goes on for around 10 more years , another baby with him and many hidden tears . Please don't judge others by what you may see because behind those closed doors is a scarred and scorn woman that wants to be free . Free from the abuse she gets everyday the threats of him taking her life away . The fear of what would happen to her children if he snapped and did what he said, The fear she feels laying beside a monster in her bed, the fear that her children will grow up to believe that abuse is ok because that's all they see , So this is a sickness a disease, to treat any human so inhumane, I don't look for pitty but hope someone out there reads this and it changes their life. You see , I am not a Victom but I am a true Survivor of Domestic Violence you may not be as lucky as me if you stay I promise you you don't have to do anything else just get away . © kimmied 1105
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
Domestic Abuse
Thirteen long years spent under his thumb. Sixteen years old is when this begun. I thought I was in love , now I know I should have left after the first shove. I stayed instead, chalking it up as one too many drinks,. Time went on only getting worse, as I got pregnant with his child.  The control he had over me was more than mild. It was a push and a shove pulling my hair but worse than that was the emotional abuse he just didn't care. The longer I stayed the worse it got , now there was another life I had to protect. My story goes on for around 10 more years , another baby with him and many hidden tears . Please don't judge others by what you may see because behind those closed doors is a scarred and scorn woman that wants to be free . Free from the abuse she gets everyday the threats of him taking her life away . The fear of what would happen to her children if he snapped and did what he said, The fear she feels laying beside a monster in her bed, the fear that her children will grow up to believe that abuse is ok because that's all they see , So this is a sickness a disease, to treat any human so inhumane, I don't look for pitty but hope someone out there reads this and it changes their life. You see , I am not a Victom but I am a true Survivor of Domestic Violence you may not be as lucky as me if you stay I promise you you don't have to do anything else just get away . © kimmied 1105
13 years of emotional and physical abuse I was lucky to make it out alive. If you are going through any of this please know you will survive but he will never change .
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
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