my story

Jessica

well im 23 ive been going thrw all of this for about 4 years now. at first he wpuld treat me like a angel.untill when we moved out on our own. first the name calling stated. he drinks its not an excuse but anyways the first time he hit me was the night my pawpaw pased away.becuse I just needed to stop filling sorry for my self.the next was ehen he totd my new car and blamed me. I fear for my life becuse I never no what im going to get ive had the black eyes ive try to.hide everything I dont have any of my friends anymore. I just cant take the facts that I really dont think I could find anyone eles I found my self just wonting to leave but I just cant I miss the old days when I was so happy but now. I cant be happy anymore