Yup. The first time he hit me was shortly after we were married. I was 19 years old and had just gotten my first pair of contact lenses. They were hard lenses and getting them in was very painful. I said "Damn" after putting the first one in, cuz it hurt like crazy. He hit me on my thigh and the 1/4 inch high hand print lasted all day. I was able to put up with him and reason the whole thing away because he only hit me once in a while. One time he hit me on the head with his belt buckle and I bled big time.
The outrageous thing is that I didn't leave him because of the abuse, I left him because of the cheating. And the funny thing is that the whole last year I spent with him is because I was afraid my washing machine would break down and what would I do if that happened. I really do think that is funny now, cracks me up all these years later.
A whole 'nother year because I was afraid the washer would break. Ohhhh Noooo what if the washer breaks. How about the laundromat you stupid B#$tch!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The lesson is this: If you are an abused woman or man for that matter get the heck out. Don't let fear of the unknown keep you in danger.
GET OUT. There are plenty of services available to help and you will develop a sense of confidence and handle whatever comes just fine. PM me if you need specific advice.
Deb
