I have loved and lost! I would have left him for dead! I left at just the right time, he lost just about everything! But he deserved it! He had held me down, hit me, shoved me, and held me captive! Called me obsene names and down right treated me like shit! I stopped hanging out with my friends and began to feel intrapped!
It was great to begin with, then his ex-girlfriend started coming around. Fucking bitch! Elton and I had been together off and on for ten months. And we've been broken up for almost three months now, and she is still trying to get back with him. They have two kids together, but oh well! Well she can have the abusive fuck!
I was always so scared! He left me and came back. Then I left him several times and went back. Well shit on me once, shame on you! Shit on me twice (or more), shame on me! I was stupid for going back so many times, but I honestly felt I had ran out of choices. Now I'm free, it feels so good to be able to hang out with my friends again and just be myself!
I stayed with friends and I even stayed at a domestic violence shelter. But I kept going back! But you can only handle so much! Finally on November 5th, 2006 I left him for good! Kudos to me!
