About 5 weeks ago I packed my old Ford truck with what little possessions that I had left. My dog Max and a small car in tow, and headed north to the state I was born in. A brand new town knowing only three people. My younger brother and his family. With his help and encouragement I took the 400 mile journey to start to rebuild a life after the trauma and abuse from a 7 year prison.
A six-hour drive became a sixteen hour ordeal, running out of gas. To be saved by my pregnant Daughter who brought me some gas. Thank you baby. Scared and alone with credit cards maxed out hardly any money I made the journey without much injury.
I met a guy and started working one day a week for $100.00 cash. Not much but enough to survive on. Two weeks went by, I starting helping my brother with his work to pay rent. Extra work came quickly. I have always tried to do the best job I can whether its washing a dish or building a house. A job is a job.
I now have several jobs of my own lined up, building a deck, fixing a roof. Repair on some houses. I even own a house now, going to pick up another rental house soon, and give a house to my daughter and her husband within the year.
I still have C.P.T.S.D. from the abuse, I still get nightmares and can’t sleep some nights. I still cry over my stepson Nathan and miss him every single day. However life is getting better daily. I feel my sense of humor returning, the man I am (was) is still inside only wiser and a lot more cautious these days.
So if you are in an abusive relationship and are trying or thinking of leaving. Do it. Do it for You, do it for your children, do it for a brand new life. It may not be what you want at first, but at least its yours.
Peace be with you and follow you all the days of your life.