I panicked I had no idea what was happening all I knew was I was scared. I just laid there until I had enough courage to run
He put his hand inside of the window and got inside of my car. He started punching me my head, screaming at me and calling me names.
He cheated on me numerous time within those 5 years and made out it was my fault and I had made him do it. He pretended he couldn’t remember things and would make me feel bad about
I was left there in the dark, undressed and just waiting. I didn't have my glasses on so when a figure came into the room I figured that he remembered that I was there.
It went from light to dark in the time I’d been sleeping, and my life changed forever
I tried to get help the shelters were scary people sold what little u had n threatened you. no help I went back...
I spent 16 years as the victim of domestic violence people used to say run don’t stay there but I felt controlled an very trapped it wasn’t just the punches or the kicks it was the mental abuse
But he promised he wouldn’t flip out again. He was so sorry. He was crying. I forgave him for that. It happened again a few days later
I wasn't allowed to see friends and seeing my family was always such a hassle and started fights so eventually I stopped seeing them too. He got angry with me one day and hit me in the nose so hard that it's been 4 years and I still don't have a sense of smell.
Soon he started sending me messages during the night whilst I was sleeping telling me he hated me, he didn’t love me, he thought I was a bitch, called me a slut, said all sorts of things to me. He’d apologies afterwards, usually before I woke up, and I’d instantly forgive him, he’d just been ‘angry’ when he said those things, so it was okay.
I was on 4 different porn sites with the caption “(my full name and where I’m from) young slut etc. etc.” the photos were seen by hundreds of thousands of people and hundreds of people continued to message me threatening to send the photos to my work/university/family and friends.
He’d search threw my phone without my permission, tell me I couldn’t wear a low cut shirt showing some cleavage, would get very angry and in my face if I didn’t do what he wanted me to do
When I finally left my husband he told everyone I was shooting up heroin. I wasn't. In fact I'm terrified of needles. But no one knew that. Family turned their backs on me.
it started with him alienating me from my friends and even family. Then as I started threatening to leave him as an old friend reached out to me he started acting strange. He started forcing me to drink with him even if I was tired, little did I know this was his plan to mess up my birth control pill.
It started out with isolation. I dropped out of school so I could stay home with him. Then my friends became untrustworthy to him. He couldn’t “trust” me while I was with them. So I ended up not hanging out with them anymore. Then my family was next to be turned against me.
One evening, he was really aggressive and borderline suggestively graphic asking me super intimate questions that he'd justify so as to downplay the fact that underneath the facade of this successful, well established personal body guard to the extremely rich & famous lay a disgusting, sociopath of a predator.
He convinced to marry him. Literally the day after we got married he started hitting me. Bad!!! 2 years and 2 more babies later nothing has changed and now he’s added guns and choking me to the point of passing out to the abuse.
When I was three months pregnant, things changed. He would check my phone. Accuse me of cheating. Constantly message when we were apart. And if I didn’t reply fast enough, I’d be accused of sleeping with another man.
When he told me he didn’t like what I was wearing, it was too “revealing” I would change. I wanted him to love me. If I took too long to reply, he would ring me or demand I rang him. Which at the time I thought was just because he missed me and he loved me.
I defended myself till I had nothing left to the point she looked worst off then me. I wasn’t going to let anyone hurt me NO MORE. Then she pulled a gun out on me.