It was the day a random person told me he will NEVER forgive his mother for letting his father beat her all them years. That she should have been strong enough to leave.
That is the moment I decided either I die at his hand, or I leave.
I left, its been 4 years. I lived in a shelter with my children for a while, but got on my feet. I am now graduating college and getting married to the man I deserved many years ago. One who respects me and my decisions and supports all of them.
I am thankful to that man, who told me about hating his mother. He gave me the strength to leave and save my family from the pain.
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
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