Going downhill.. (Part 4)

This is my story of my marriage to an abuser. Warning: descriptions of violence and abuse may be triggering. In this chapter is the first time police got involved. For Part 1: Back to the Beginning For Part 2: For Better or Worse.. For Part 3: Moving and More Continued..…

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Moving and More.. New target (Part 3)

This is Part 3 of my story of my marriage to an abuser. Warning: descriptions of violence and abuse may be triggering. For part 1: Back to the Beginning For part 2: For Better or for Worse Continued: Over the month of January, we had some heart-to-heart talks. I told…

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Back to the Beginning (Part 1)

During my first separation in 2010, I began journalling my marriage to an abuser, and then how I left. I am reposting those journal posts — unedited, except to correct grammar and spelling, and without images. These are raw and unfiltered.  They are simply a description of what happened, from…

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You have the freedom to choose.

Are you aware that you can choose? Sometimes we lack awareness of the freedom to choose. That`s why we tend to bad habits so frequently, and why we feel like we are continually struggling. You don’t have to live life on autopilot.  Sometimes that autopilot program is corrupted. You have…

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It’s time to make a change.

How did you know it was time to change? I’ve had different women ask me how and when I knew enough was enough. How did I make the decision, the big scary changes, in my life? They were specific about my choice to leave my marriage, but this applies to…

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It’s your choice. Be consistent.

There are a lot of trends in lifestyle choices these days. One can choose their decorating style, diet, fitness routines, wardrobe and appearance, parenting style, relationship preference, sexual orientation and even gender is a choice now, apparently.  There are a lot of fads, things that seem pleasing, generate a lot…

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Birth Story: Everlasting Mercy

Motherhood came with a bang The summer my husband and I bought a house is the summer my 5th daughter was conceived. By this point, I was expecting to fall pregnant again, sometime around the end of July-beginning of August, as that was the pattern. My then-youngest was about 9…

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Birth story: the Truth of Hope

Motherhood begins at home September is my 4th daughter’s birthday. It’s hard to believe that she’s not a baby anymore! She was the only one of my five girls to be born at home, so her birth was special, in more than one way. She gave me hope. This little…

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