Bruises fade, bones heal, humiliation is forever.

In the beginning he tried to convince me his hand print wasn’t on my neck and that my neck was my shoulder because that was the defense he and his lawyer concocted. In late July, as he sat across from me at Northside Social, he looked straight into my eyes and said that the bruises on my body may not have been from him, and that I could have bumped myself.  I stared at him and asked if he was kidding. I was speechless.  He changed the subject and moved on, but later, after I expressed shock over his trying to convince me the bruises were not from him, he responded by saying the conversation I was referring to never happened and that he never said such a thing.  Gaslighting came natural to him.