I Have Been In An Abusive Relationship
May 14. 1992.
A day that will live with me forever!
Had been with my emotionally unstable partner since '87.
We'd had our ups and downs. Arguments, rows, etc. but this day would see the end of what there was of our relationship.
She was unhappy. Money was tight. We had three small children. I was at work 60 hours a week. We were maxed out on the credit cards and at this point she decided that she wanted to vent her frustration.
So the argument started over my need to go in for that days shift.
I said we needed the money. She said I didn't care about how she was feeling.
I said, somewhat stressed as I knew where this was heading! That I needed to get to work!
As I continued to get ready. I bent down to tie my shoes. When with no other provacation. Felt something heavy and hard hit the back of my neck.!
I look up and see her stood over me with a broom handle raised above her head!
The second or maybe third blow rendered me unconscious.
I wake up to two paramedics and a police officer in the room!
But she and the children were gone.!
I groggily gave a statement. It seems the neighbours had called the police and my father because they thought we were being burgled!
So I then have to call work and say I'm unwell(no point in telling the world your troubles. I got judged enough as it was!)
I then black out again and wake up panic stricken in hospital later that day!
I think that's only the second time I've ever written it down!
Anyway. The police found her. She was arested and charged. The children went to my father and his wife while I was in hospital.
Which was for three weeks!
Eventually I had to go to court as part of her prosecution. That was more traumatic than anything else I'd been through!
She had a nine month sentence which the judge was going to suspend before he read the ER doctors report which arrived late!
122 bruises and lesions. 43 stitches to 6 different wounds. One broken arm where I'd tried to defend myself.
Ugh!
And when you try and explain to ANYBODY that you were a battered husband. People look at you like you're swearing blue is pink!
A day that will live with me forever!
Had been with my emotionally unstable partner since '87.
We'd had our ups and downs. Arguments, rows, etc. but this day would see the end of what there was of our relationship.
She was unhappy. Money was tight. We had three small children. I was at work 60 hours a week. We were maxed out on the credit cards and at this point she decided that she wanted to vent her frustration.
So the argument started over my need to go in for that days shift.
I said we needed the money. She said I didn't care about how she was feeling.
I said, somewhat stressed as I knew where this was heading! That I needed to get to work!
As I continued to get ready. I bent down to tie my shoes. When with no other provacation. Felt something heavy and hard hit the back of my neck.!
I look up and see her stood over me with a broom handle raised above her head!
The second or maybe third blow rendered me unconscious.
I wake up to two paramedics and a police officer in the room!
But she and the children were gone.!
I groggily gave a statement. It seems the neighbours had called the police and my father because they thought we were being burgled!
So I then have to call work and say I'm unwell(no point in telling the world your troubles. I got judged enough as it was!)
I then black out again and wake up panic stricken in hospital later that day!
I think that's only the second time I've ever written it down!
Anyway. The police found her. She was arested and charged. The children went to my father and his wife while I was in hospital.
Which was for three weeks!
Eventually I had to go to court as part of her prosecution. That was more traumatic than anything else I'd been through!
She had a nine month sentence which the judge was going to suspend before he read the ER doctors report which arrived late!
122 bruises and lesions. 43 stitches to 6 different wounds. One broken arm where I'd tried to defend myself.
Ugh!
And when you try and explain to ANYBODY that you were a battered husband. People look at you like you're swearing blue is pink!
56-60, M
