Ride The Rockies!

Old habits die hard.  If I had to guess, I would say my abuser is in Colorado pretending to be the perfect ass hole that he is.  Drinking his beer, taking selfie after selfie, posting and sharing with friends while I struggle putting groceries away because he lost his temper and slammed me into the... Continue Reading →

He almost killed me

I am "lucky to be walking and talking" are words my neurologist said to me today.  Words I am still wrapping my head around.  Facts are backed by medical professionals and not what my abuser says, is that the blow to my head from having been slammed into the wall so hard could have left... Continue Reading →

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  I’m sharing these conversations because I was muzzled for so long and was told everything was my fault.  Even when he would confront her on the lies, he would blame and punish me for not letting go.  Plus, they are smearing my name and lying about who I am and what he did.  He... Continue Reading →

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