Strategy and Courage
There is life after abuse. I can promise anyone that. The thought of being abused never occurred to me. I've always lacked courage even though I've been so tough. It's been 12-13 years since I had been beaten and left for dead. All this time has gone by and for some reason the last couple years I've been having terrible flashbacks and visions of things that happened. It kills me what I put myself and my boys through because I was nervous, scared, vulnerable, and I was so sad. I remember it like it was yesterday and I hate myself for feeling so stuck in those times. We were eating dinner. My son didn't do anything wrong and my ex took it upon himself to say that he did. He said he mouthed back and that was the reason he picked my son up by his neck, held him on the washing machine before he threw him in a cold shower. My son was 7 years old. My ex held me back and wouldn't let me get to my son. There is no excuse. I couldn't protect my son and ev