I was the victim of domestic violence for over 5 years. After being physically abused on a regular basis, I gathered the courage to tell a few friends and family members about the abuse, which was being perpetrated by my own wife. I always had bruises on my face, cuts and bite marks on my fingers, and one time I got a big cut on my head with a sharp object. The abuse continued and her family members were aware of it. However, they never intervened. I went to the police several times to try make a report. Nevertheless, instead of helping me, I was ridiculed by the police officers. One day, I got tired of the constant abuse. I retaliated and hit back. She called the police and I was wrongfully accused of additional things I didn’t do. Now, I have a misdemeanor in my record. From being the abused, I became the alleged abuser. So messed up.
Surviving the Unthinkable: Why Thier Stories Matter
*By Survivor Jamie A Night That Escalated Without Warning The evening began like any other.There was time spent together.A social setting.A sense of normal routine. But like many abusive situations, nothing stayed calm for long. What followed was a sudden and violent escalation that turned a private space into a...