A woman who got lost whilst in love. My story of dealing with domestic abuse and the aftermath.
.... I signed up to the half marathon in September! This time no one can get in the way of my training. It did actually pop into my head earlier about how unreliable he was. "Baby I got you, were a team, you are my world. 100% I will be there in the morning so... Continue Reading →
Omg it hurt. It was dark when I woke, and I felt so tired all day. I have won at no caffeine ✅ but my steps are low - less than 5,000 ! Bad! I need to get back to loving the gym. It's hard when it's so dark, and so so cold. I have... Continue Reading →
I look back in time at me! I can see me, crying, hurt, broken and so so confused. I want to inject me with self worth, I want to tell me that I was never ever ever the problem, it was always him.
... in some situations. Like I don't want to knock the whole service as I completely understand how over stretched and over worked they are but in my case and for my family they have done absolutely nothing. They have been completely no benefit at all. Social Services! The scary thing is I spoke up,... Continue Reading →
The most damaging of all the abuse is the lies. Every one tells small white lies but a pathological liar will tell a lie even when the truth isn’t something that would get him into trouble
This time it’s going to happen! I have changed my number. I have the police coming round this evening and an injunction is in the process of being served. This is done! The past 5-6 weeks have been very much like my last post. My head has been done for a very long time but... Continue Reading →
So it has been 4 months since my last post. I had almost forgot about my blog, maybe I tried to forget everything that was in it. In denial... telling myself 'that didn't happen' kind of situation. But I am now truly in a place where I want to reach out to other women who... Continue Reading →
Took the police 5 weeks to catch up with him. 5 weeks!! I warned him he needed to do it before we had our social services meeting, despite his promises he just didn't. Scared he was going to jail he told me. I did not think it would come to that! Just did not. I... Continue Reading →
I got through the whole of yesterday without calling him, without unblocking him and it was hard but I feel so good from it this morning. I tried to call the social worker but I doubt very much he has bothered. In that case he won't see his baby and I mean that. My children... Continue Reading →
.. And I can see that now. That addiction is in the form of a man. A man who has treated me so so badly yet I cannot for the life of me seem to break the cycle. I love him. I love him too much. My last post showed some strength. He went to... Continue Reading →
Behind These Bluest Eyes 