I got married when I was 19 years old and he
was 29.
At first we were a happy couple then after years
passed
it went sour. A couple of years after marriage
we had
our first child. Then later on we had two more
children,
all being boys. I am not sure when it all started,
but there
are moments I will never forget. There was a
time when
I had cooked him dinner and he
took the pot of food then
threw it up at the ceiling. That
is when I knew things were
never going to get better. I had to get out.
There were so
many times when I was physically abused and
our kids
were witnesses to what happened. It really hurts
when
your kids see something as violent as what they
saw.
When I actually left the relationship I took
the boys
with me to my mothers. Later on the boys decided
they
wanted to live with
their father because he had more.
As a struggling mother
and had no money to give them.
I am a survivor of domestic violence,
but was not able
to save how my kids
lives turned out. |
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