I Have Been In An Abusive Relationship
I was in an abusive relationship. It didn't start out that way. It started out with him seeing me and then he would not leave me alone. He would always be around where ever I was.
Eventually we went out and then got married. It was not long after that the abuse started. He was very insecure and that brought up his jealousy.
I remember one time, I can't imagine a man taking what I was given. He pushed me in a room. We were having a party so there were people every where in our home. I was washing dishes. The men were outside. He comes in pushing me until we arrive in the master bedroom, where he threw me on the bed. I kept asking him what was wrong but he never said anything.
When he threw me on the bed, he then jumped on me straddling me and with his fist closed he hit me on the face. He did this over and over. first one side and then the other. I remember screaming for someone to help me. Afterall my house was full of people. I looked at one point and there were about 6 - 8 people just standing there watching. I kept yelling, you see my baby daughter was on the bed. I begged them to please get her before he hurt her. No one would move.
Finally someone grabbed her and took off with her. But no one took him off me for what seemed forever. The assault continued for what seemed for hours but I am sure it was just a few minutes. Finally someone grabbed him off me and started telling him to stop.
He was pulled and I jumped and ran into the bathroom where I locked the door. I was a mess. I had blood running down my whole face on both sides. My eyes were bruising already. My nose was bleeding and one side of my jaw was swollen and huge. I was unrecognizable. I started to wash my face and I hear a knock on the door. I was in tears of course thinking who does this to a person they claim to love. I was too afraid to open the door but i heard a female voice and I opened it. She was in shock to see how badly I looked. She didn't know what to say but to ask me "What happened?" I said, "I do not know. I was just washing dishes."
Years later, I found out, while he was with the men, someone said something to him about me. I was blamed for something that probably was inappropriate by one of his male relatives or male friends. Never can forget this. It stays with me.
Eventually we went out and then got married. It was not long after that the abuse started. He was very insecure and that brought up his jealousy.
I remember one time, I can't imagine a man taking what I was given. He pushed me in a room. We were having a party so there were people every where in our home. I was washing dishes. The men were outside. He comes in pushing me until we arrive in the master bedroom, where he threw me on the bed. I kept asking him what was wrong but he never said anything.
When he threw me on the bed, he then jumped on me straddling me and with his fist closed he hit me on the face. He did this over and over. first one side and then the other. I remember screaming for someone to help me. Afterall my house was full of people. I looked at one point and there were about 6 - 8 people just standing there watching. I kept yelling, you see my baby daughter was on the bed. I begged them to please get her before he hurt her. No one would move.
Finally someone grabbed her and took off with her. But no one took him off me for what seemed forever. The assault continued for what seemed for hours but I am sure it was just a few minutes. Finally someone grabbed him off me and started telling him to stop.
He was pulled and I jumped and ran into the bathroom where I locked the door. I was a mess. I had blood running down my whole face on both sides. My eyes were bruising already. My nose was bleeding and one side of my jaw was swollen and huge. I was unrecognizable. I started to wash my face and I hear a knock on the door. I was in tears of course thinking who does this to a person they claim to love. I was too afraid to open the door but i heard a female voice and I opened it. She was in shock to see how badly I looked. She didn't know what to say but to ask me "What happened?" I said, "I do not know. I was just washing dishes."
Years later, I found out, while he was with the men, someone said something to him about me. I was blamed for something that probably was inappropriate by one of his male relatives or male friends. Never can forget this. It stays with me.
