Starting a new life 5000 miles from home is harder than it sounds. But my life depended on it. In July, after five years of physical, emotional, financial, and sexual abuse, I got the courage to flee my abusive husband.
I had been told by law enforcement, victims assistance, and 2 judges that moving far away was my only chance of escape.
When you live with an abusive person, leaving is much harder than you may think.
I lived with a monster who left me physically disabled probably for life. Im trying every day to get my ability to walk back, but its slow going and I’m unable to work now becauae I cant walk or stand unassisted, due to a physical attack that fractured my spine. I’m lucky I’m not paralyzed completely. I’m just in excruciating pain whenever I stand or walk.
To say i was a prisoner is an understatement.
He monitored my conversations with everyone in my life. He listened to my phone calls, read all of my messages, and would get flaming mad if he ever thought i was going to tell anyone what a tyrant he was.
Although he didn’t work, he controlled my finances, he did all the grocery shopping, and I only left the house once or twice a year, to go to the doctor. And he would review my online chart after my visits.
During our relationship he broke my nose, my tailbone, and eventually my spine. He punched me like I was a man, he threw me , kicked me, jumped on top of me, strangled me, and banged my head into the wall and the floor.
I’m 51 years old. I’m only 140 pounds, and having a 6 foot tall 200 pound man punching and strangling me was not working out for me health wise.
It was when he broke my daughter’s(shes 26) ribs for trying to protect me that I knew I had to make a plan.
While he was in jail I did a quick sale on my precious little log cabin, taking a loss, but hoping to save our lives. My daughter and I gave away every single thing we owned, got in a used r v with our 2 wiener dogs and headed for a safe place.
We finally found a great little town that I love so much, and used the remaining money we had to buy a little house. It’s a fixer upper, and we are trying to fix it up, but healing both emotionally and physically is exhausting , we don’t know much about home repair, but we are learning.
I’m so worried about money every day, and I’m a very frugal person.
Our new house is adorable, but it has its issues. If we got any donations, we would use them to fix our leaky bathtub and the floor beneath it that is rotting out.
We would buy a washer and dryer, and a new stove because we cook on a hot plate.
We are blessed not to have a house payment, but we do have monthly bills, and until my social security disability starts I wake up in a cold sweat worrying how I’m going to pay for the bills.
We have only been here for a little over a month , we haven’t made any friends left because our ability to trust humans is damaged so we are truly all alone. If someone took a chance on us we woumd be so thankful, and hopefully pay it forward one day.
Tha KS so much for reading this and we woukd greatly appreciate your prayers.
Cashapp
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