Day Eight Shock
I was keeping a dangerous secret. I was living a lie. On the outside, I was desperate to be a better wife and mother. I was desperate to be a better wife, hoping that if I could figure out how to please my husband the pain and the abuse would stop. I was desperate to be a better mother because I didn’t want the pain of our living situation to negatively impact my children. Acquaintances were shocked when I tell my story of domestic violence. My family seemed so normal. I tried my best to pretend everything was normal, I longed for normalcy. Now looking back, I am thankful for friends who were concerned about me. I am thankful for friends who continued to follow up with me and did not give up on me. I am thankful for my family who made sacrifices to rescue me and my children.
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