Aftermath - 2013
September 23, 2013 (refer to July 13, 2014 for the story that lead to this). My life completely changed. This was the last time. I was deceived, abused and willed to be dead by my assailant. My partner. The man who proclaimed love to me, but showed me the total opposite. I had to continue life. Try to be as normal as possible, but how do I do that? I wanted to blend into the background, remain unseen. I just wanted to hide forever. I was guilt ridden, ashamed, I felt dirty. I felt like I let my daughter down. I am her mom, I was supposed to protect her, but I put her in danger. I felt defeated, unworthy. Broken. I had a black eye, a broken thumb, fractured forearm, bruises everywhere, I was sleeping in my daughter's living room on an air mattress (bless her heart for loving me). I had no clothes, no furniture - nothing but felt grateful at the same time that I had my daughter's love, and my ...