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Thursday, June 30, 2011

He beat me a couple times a month for two years. The last beating I remember the most. He was drunk and I was really scared, I called 911 but it didn't stop him. He backed me into the bathroom I had no where to to run. While I was on the phone with 911 he took off his coat and told me I was going to die. I begged him to go, he punched me in the face so hard I hit the ground. That's when he began to kick me in the head while wearing his heavy construction boots over and over again, stomping on my head. I couldn't get up, I couldn't catch my breath. I thought I was going to die. In that very moment I wasn't afraid anymore I just felt a great sense of sadness in my heart. I believe God was with me. I thought of how I will miss my two children. I didn't feel any physical pain anymore and I couldn't fight back, then he stopped I think because he was physically tired. He saw my cell phone on the floor in the hallway because I had dropped it when he punched me. He began stomping on the phone, I got up and ran outside in the cold to wait for the police. The police arrested him, he went to jail, I went to the hospital. My head was very swollen and bruised and had lumps all over it. He broke two bones in my hand because I was trying to protect my head while he was kicking it in. I had to have an xray done on my head to make sure there wasn't any blood on my brain, which there wasn't. I had to wear a cast on my hand for three weeks and couldn't work for two months. Even while he was in jail I remember some nights I would have to sleep with a light on. I am no longer with this guy and I refuse to let him have any control over my life. I have a pyschologist now that I can speak to and get help from. I don't want to be afraid anymore.

I created my own blog to tell my story http://noexcuseforabuse.blogspot.com/