Yesterday I found the mental strength needed to get help. After an hour escapade of me and our 4 month old being practically held hostage I was able to walk away from my husband, my abuser. It took me getting quarter backed into a wall of metal mailboxes, left temple first, in the lobby of a residential building neither of us live in then being pushed to the ground and him beating on my upper body, arms, head, hands as I defensively put them up to cover myself.

I couldn’t hold in the pain from the blows. I couldn’t just take it anymore with my son sleeping in his stroller next to us. I was afraid. I thought this is how it ends? in the hallway of a building where no one knows me. He’s going to punch me until I’m bleeding out. I won’t get up. Well I couldn’t let that be my story. I yelled for help. I cried for help. Somebody please call the police. He’s beating me. I have a baby. He’s going to beat me to death please someone help. That cry for help seemed to snap him back into realty he forced me to my feet and said it was time to go you gotta go get outta here. This is the last time I’ll see my son I know it let me kiss my son good bye etc... he actually let me walk away. He didn’t grab me up or hem me up or drag me off, he blamed me for our family being broken up of course but that whole way down to the street from the 9th floor of that building all I could do was cry. I couldn’t wait to get out by the same time I was sad, I couldn’t even see my husband anymore. I couldn’t recognize him. He was so far gone. My body was beat down. I couldn’t fix my appearance quick enough. I was disheveled and my face was drenched in tears but God heard me. Living in a shelter I had to report it and now I’m being moved as a safety precaution. I filed an incident report the first one in almost 3 years. My husbands mental health is compromised I can not go through this anymore. I fear for my and my sons safety. I previously told him he needs help. He knows it but he’s refusing to take that step to get the counsel he needs. We tried couples counseling. He didn’t keep that up. I even encouraged him to go for individual counseling but he didn’t keep it up. Now I have to do what’s best for me and our sons life, before our safety is further compromised.