My story – Alicia V

Hello all,
I am 53 years old and got Involved with a man 11 years younger than myself about 2 and a half years ago. I was love bombed the first 3 months of the relationship and all was well. Around the 4th month my abuser started to show his true colors….the threw me down on the floor of my apartment one night violently. This was the first action of abuse in my relationship. I really had a lot of feelings for him by then so I chose to ignore what happened. A month later I was held hostage in my apartment and inside of a hotel room for at least 30 to 45 minutes. He would yell me if u don’t sit down ill sit u down myself. He was charged with asfixiation of breath for putting his hand over my mouth and my nose for about 10 seconds and believe me 10 seconds is very scary. He had obstruction of a 911 call because I called 911 and he hung up on them. I was on the 5th floor of a very nice hotel. The police knew I was in the hotel but didn’t know where exactly. I escaped the room somehow and he ran. The police caught him in another hotel across from where we were. The abuse grew more frequent and worse over time. I was pushed down into a mud hole once ….someone driving by called the police. I had bruises and scratches all over my legs. They put him in jail that day and he is going to prison for 10 years for that one. I was accused of cheating on him every single minute of every single day. I was called every name in the book every day. That is was a stupid whore. I was a bitch. I was a liar and a cheater. I was subjected to him stealing from every store we walked into. He made me homeless and living on the street because he Co trolled me and he would not even get a job to support us. He made all my friends hate me and turn their backs on me. He told everyone I knew lies about me so they would not talk to me anymore. He was a cheater himself but turned it into me cheating when I didn’t. I could not talk to any man and most women either. He would take my battery out of my car so I could not leave him. He would lock me out of my own apartment that was in my name. He wasn’t even on my lease agreement. He has hit me in the leg bruising me many times. He has held me down not letting me up until I cried begging to get up and he would. I have been called me so many names for not having sex with him. He dies not care who’s around me when he’s abusive. It did not matter to him. He broke at least 25 of my cell phones not replacing any of them. He has tried to make me have sex when I didn’t want to. He put my car in park while I was driving it and locked my transmission up. My 3000 car ruined …. Being homeless with no support and with an abusive man was the scariest thing that I’ve ever gone through. I barely ate everyday. I’ve been gone 5 days now and I’m never going back. I’m at my mother’s house and he still tries to harass me daily. He lost all of my belongings so many times I can’t count. I have severe anxiety now and have to take medication every night and morning. Domestic violence is like a nightmare for both men and women. I hope my story reaches just one person and helps know they are not alone.