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The bad and the ugly pt.2

What came after...

So I left my abusive husband and father of my kids after a long 6 years of marriage. Our marriage was over long before I actually left, I honestly couldn't tell you why I stuck around that year knowing it was just a matter of time.

Fast forward to a month later. The bruises and other marks from that last night with him we're almost gone but the emotional damage would still take some time.

Then an old flame found me on social media. I had dated this guy when I was 17 and it was a pretty epic teen love. Here we were eight years later and it's like nothing had changed.

I had every reason in the world to never trust another male yet I trusted him wholeheartedly.

I told him all the gruesome stories that I hid from the rest of the world. I let him know how bad my head was really screwed up when I let everyone else believe I was completely fine.

Needless to say we started dating, he was there for me, he pulled me through the hardest thing I'd ever been through in my life. He made me feel normal again. He helped me get back to being me.

It wasn't easy, I put him through absolute hell. I was scared. I expected the worst at any given time and he remained so patient and understanding through it all. No matter how much I tried to push him away he fought to stay.

Not to mention he really stepped up for my three boys. He showed them what it's like to have a daddy and how a daddy is supposed to be.

Here we are two years later and I'm ok, we're ok, building our lives and working as a team the way it should be.

No it hasn't been easy but I'm actually fighting for something that makes sense, something that is right in every way.

I think I'll always have those nights when I think about what my ex husband did, the things he put me and my boys through. Even worse I'll always blame myself for allowing my boys to be subjected to that for so long. Those memories will always haunt me, I think. I hope one day it'll all just go away but I don't think that's a reality.

But I am here to say it does get better. There is a guy out there that'll help you see that their not all the same, that'll fight for you to become yourself again.

It is possible. I did it. In ways I'm proud of myself for it but I'm also ashamed of it.
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