{"id":20398,"date":"2025-12-13T10:17:28","date_gmt":"2025-12-13T17:17:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/breakthesilencedv.org\/?p=20398"},"modified":"2025-12-13T10:17:31","modified_gmt":"2025-12-13T17:17:31","slug":"im-a-survivor-because-of-my-son","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/breakthesilencedv.org\/?p=20398","title":{"rendered":"I’m a Survivor Because of My Son"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

By Anonymous Survivor<\/h4>\n\n\n\n

I met him when I was 15. We started dating at 16. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Everything was more or less nice for a while. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

But Then Everything Changed<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

In January 2021 we were arguing in his truck in the back parking lot of the restaurant he worked at. He had a DUI a few months prior and lost his job, he was going to be a chef. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was now a line cook. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He had also cheated on me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

In the argument he got pissed off at me and grabbed my throat and pushed my head against the passenger side window. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That was the first time.”<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I don’t know how many times it happened between then and when I left ten years after. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I know he broke a door with my body. I wonder if I have throat damage from the amount of times he strangled me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was off and on for ten years. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Too many times to count. But I’m here now, a survivor. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

My Son Changed My Life<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

When my son was born and he laid hands on me again I left. But the last time was bleak. I was holding our 4 month old baby. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

We were outside, he tried to force me in the house. I spread my legs against the door frame and some how prevented it long enough for him to give up. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He left the house. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Two days later I filed a police report and he was never arrested. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was arrested on his second wife years later and got off on a first offender plea which isn’t true. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Being Honest and Moving Forward as a Survivor<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

If I’m being honest I’ll always be able to feel what his hands felt like around my throat. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

But he’s gone and I left. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

And my son is the best person in the world. But we have to do better for women. If not for me, the wife after me that he abused in front of their children and he got away with it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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