5 years ago in 2014, I was homeless and riddled with anxiety. My ex had just taken his grip on my life and I had NO way out.

I was hopeless and I thought my life was gonna be spent miserable, beaten and abused. I thought that I’d never get to see my family or friends again. I was so scared.

But today, I’m married to the love of my life, just finally finished blocking my ex after some financial liabilities had to be taken care of. I’m pregnant, and my scars are only visible during certain angles in light, just barely.

There is always a way out. Please don’t suffer in silence and get help if you need it.