I was a victim of domestic abuse by a woman from beginning of 2009 through mid 2010. She was an alcoholic who liked to hit every now and again (about three months apart usually). She was small so she never really injured me, but there was a pride injury, and an injury to our relationship. Finally, in April 2010, I called the law.
Since we’re telling war stories I thought I’d share.
When we were dating my ex and I never had a problem. She’d had a past and that should have been a “clue” but everything was great. Until we got married. 3 days later I was attacked and for the next 12 years it was hell on earth. The only thing I found to keep out of jail was, when the SHTF was to leave. I’ve slept in my truck in the woods more times than I could count. The final straw was when she was drunk, 40 miles away with her family and her Mother called and said my wife was coming home to “whip my ass”. I told her that she might be headed this way but she certainly wasn’t gonna whip my ass. Mom in law says “you better stay away from her you SOB” 40 miles away, she’s coming to whip my ass. And I better stay away? So, I left with what I was wearing and never went back.