Love Is Complicated
I got married 3 years ago. It was great at first, till the nightmares came to life. My husband hit me, sodomized me, verbally abused me, cheated on me, and finally he made me loose my babies.At first, I never said anything because I thought I did something wrong to deserve this. It was worse when he drank. Told people in his family that I fell and that I was going to be okay. But truthfully, I was dying inside.
Tried to cal the police and he stopped me, crying saying "He would never do it again." Guess what? It did. I finally got up the nerve to kick him out of my mom's house 1 year ago for how he treated me in front of my family. It was bad. Name calling and things like that in front of the neighbors.
The same day we seperated, it had not been a full 8 hours, and he already was with another woman. He lied to me and told me that he was just staying there and that there was nothing going on. She bought him new clothes. Come on I am not that stupid. He tried to kiss me when I got to where he works and I pulled away.
I knew he was lying to me. But I did not want him to know so I made up an excuse as to why I did not want him to kiss me. But Truely, I wanted to tell him the truth about me. That I am not straight. But I could not, he would have hurt me tremendously!!!
He tries calling me now, and I do not answer the call. I do not want that in my life anymore. I grew up in abuse, and I did not like it at all. He knew about this and how it made me feel. But he did the same thing. I finally came to realize that yes some of the things that happen in my life I do deserve it. I just have to sit back and wait for that special someone to take me by the hand and guide me out of the Hell I am in. I know that there is love out there, just have not found it yet.
I forgive him, just refuse to be sucked back into the abbys that I left behind. Now I am focussing on me for a change.
Short story by Keiko
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Written on 2009-07-28 at 15:31
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