My Journey Through Darkness: Finding Strength Amidst Abuse and Healing
Lately, a heaviness has settled within me, casting shadows of demotivation and exhaustion over my days. Despite my efforts, a fog of lethargy hinders my every move, be it tending to household chores or fulfilling work responsibilities. The weight of past abuses, which intensified over the last six years, has taken its toll on me. However, a pivotal moment arrived last month when I summoned the courage to say "Enough is enough." For fifteen years, I endured a cycle of abuse, threats, and harassment that escalated with each passing year. Despite my attempts to reason with him and salvage some sense of normalcy, his behavior spiraled into a realm of toxicity that I could no longer tolerate. Compromising and enduring his mistreatment, I hoped for change, especially for the sake of our son. Yet, his actions only grew more volatile, shattering any semblance of hope I held onto. Finally, I reached my breaking point and mustered the strength to demand his departure from our lives. Th
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