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""The stench is a tall glass of spoiled milk he’s hidden in the cracked entertainment center. He pours it over me, from head to toe.""
My jaw dropped while reading this.
""“You’re so fucking ugly. I hate your nose. Wear this hat while you suck my cock so I don’t have to look down and see you.”"
OHMYGOD!
I can understand why his mother and father never helped you..they raised this abuser!
I'm sorry, Tatiana.
I'm thankful you left him (?)
"I am your God, I will never leave you nor forsake you.." Hebrews 3:5
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Wow, just....wow. I am so amazed that you managed to get away from all that, and bless your mother for helping you out. I don't know what else to say, other than that you should remind yourself every day of how strong you are, and how tough it is, day by day, just living with the past. I hope you can move forward successfully, and be truly happy :) No one deserves to be treated that way, and it is just incredible to be able to help yourself when even other people looked the other way. You should be so proud of yourself.
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Happy Birthday sweet lady. You are courageous and brave to get out of there. Your description brought tears streaming down my cheeks as much for the words that he used, as for the hands that he hit and bullied with. You are a true survivor and are amazing. Never forget that. You will undoubtedly help countless others by writing your story.
Thank you
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“I’ll never kill you. You aren’t worth going to jail for.”
That got me... No one should ever have to hear that. It's so cold and malicious... Making death seem like a welcome option that one is not even worthy of... No one should ever have to hear that. I am truly happy for you and the healing you have achieved.
Oh sweetie, I am so sorry. No one deserves that. Especially you. You are special...you have a gift...a voice. It is wonderful of you to use it.
Wishing you nothing but peace and happiness. Thank heaven you left him. You didn't deserve that. Thanks for sharing.
Hello from Texas! I think that you are a very brave person! I had physical abuse from my step father from the time I was one year old, until I was sixteen years old. Thanks to him I have always been afraid of men, which does not make for good relationships as an adult. He used to get drunk and beat me, the last time he did that, I was sixteen. I told my mother, if he hits me again, I will pick up a brick or anything I can get my hands on and hit him in the head with it! I guess she told him, because he never tried it again. By then it was too late, I ran away from home three times as a teenager to get away from! I also got mixed up with guys that were abuser. You tend to go for guys that will abuse you if you have been abused. I am older and wiser now, I will never let anybody abuse me again! Thank you for listening to me! Janey from Texas
I'm glad your mom was there for you. I worry for my daughters and hope that I'm as sensitive and supportive of them or anyone else I might encounter in similar circumstances. I pray for the day when world peace starts at home.
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I'm always astounded by the way beautiful language that can depict something so terrible. "I’m wearing a new necklace, the silver stark against his stained-glass hand prints." God. This took my breath away. So very sorry that you went through this. And so happy that you got out, and that you have this beautiful language inside you, in spite of it all.
Yours is the first post that has brought tears to my eyes. I'm so sorry you went through that. I'm so glad your mom freed you. happy birthday, be strong.
prayers of healing and peace. I am glad you listened to your mom, but more so, that inner voice that let's you know you did nothing to deserve this. You are brave. May this new year bring many blessings your way.
There are so many things that I want to ask, but you shared what you chose to share, and I am thankful for everything that you wrote. Congratulations on escaping and starting a new and better life. Happy birthday! I am glad that you escaped to have another birthday. I hope you have decades more of them, and that the portion of your life that you described here becomes nothing more than a footnote in a larger more vibrant story.
A very wise friend of mine once observed that if we do not correct the mistakes of our past we are bound to repeat them in the future. I hope that you have taken the opportunity to deal with the issues of your past so that you do not repeat any of the mistakes you made in the future.
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Happy Birthday. And welcome to the rest of your life. A life where you know you deserve better. A life free of fear, free of suffering, free of the shadows and ghosts and things that bump in the night.
Welcome to the life you should have had always. The life that everyone is entitled to.
And welcome to the company of those who will lift you up, hold you close, and always be there.
Much love.
Happy Birthday.
I'm so glad that you were able to find the strength to go home. It breaks my heart that it took so long, but I am so, so happy that you got away from him. thank you for sharing your story.
Your story brought tears to my eyes. Thank you for sharing, thank you for being a strong woman, thank you for taking your moms advice and getting out of the situation you were in. It's survivors like you that are going to help make a difference.
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Oh, honey. I am in tears over what you have gone through. I am so happy that you escaped and survived, and I hope you have many, many more happy birthdays to come.
I am relieved that you escaped but angry for all those lost years. May all your future birthdays be bright.
Your story is stark and sad and surprising. How can people stand aside like that, I wonder? But I am not in it. Those feelings are all so complicated, aren't they?
Your story is also incredibly compelling and well written. I'm glad you got out of there. But I'm also glad you wrote this down, because you can write. And I hope you keep writing.
Thank you for sharing your story. Thank you for having the courage to leave when you did. Thank you for refusing to be ashamed. Thank you for surviving.
You are a wonderful, strong, vibrant, woman.
Have the happiest of birthdays.
Here's hoping this birthday brings a little more healing to your heart. I'm sorry you went through that...and so very glad this birthday doesn't find you still with him.
Thank you for sharing.
Happy birthday Tatiana.
You, more than people who haven't been through something like this recognize how precious each and every new day is.
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