When my ex-husband was hitting me and hitting me and hitting me some more, even in front of our three children, I felt useless, worthless, that no one cared if I lived or died. I just wanted to give up, BUT I had three babies depending on me. SOOO
I understand. I know what it’s like to be all alone. Now that I have written my book “Abused…It Is What It Is” my family and friends have told me: I didn’t know; had you told me… and so much more. I never said anything out of fear. Fear of judgment, fear of ridicule, fear of change.
I don’t want you to feel that way. There is help out there, it’s even more worldwide than when I was younger. There are places to go, even with children. If you ever need an ear, a shoulder, drop me a line. I CARE! I UNDERSTAND!
Life is worth living. Life is so much more than the pain and agony of the abuse I went through and what you are going through. You have the power to change, only you. I can’t do it for you. You must be brave, put on your big girl panties, stand up straight and tall and CHANGE!
I’ll be cheering from the sidelines. Call 911 if you must to get the help you need. Call a friend. Call a cab just to get out of there. Leave all clothes, jewelry, beds, etc behind. Your life is worth a lot more than items. If you have pets, find homes for them–even temporary if you can. If you have children, take them and leave now. You don’t want them to grow up thinking it’s ok to be mean to others or to take the meanness from others.
But only when YOU are READY and not before. Check with your local DHS (Department of Human Services) to see what they can do to help you. Get out now before it’s too late.
If you can’t, talk to someone. counseling is good for the soul. Most importantly, stay safe.
Drop me a line. Can I be of help to you? What do you need from me?