Dont know where to start so, I will start here. In 1984 I was badly abused by a man I was having a relationship with. He started beating me after we were together 2 years, demanding me to do things I had no interest in doing, frightening my then 9 and 10 year old children and, eventually causing my son to pick up a gun to try killing him. This man made my life a living HELL! I left my apartment and got refuge with one of my sisters. He continued looking for me until, one morning on my way to work, he saw me boarding the bus, he followed me to my job and told me I was history. After a couple of months had gone by, I found another place to live, he also found me there. One day, after work, I was going inside my door, without noticing, He was standing behind me, once I opened the door he pushed me inside, began hitting me until blood ran out of my nose. He made me change my clothes and drove me to his home. Once there, he began scolding me telling me I was no good for him. He pushed me to the floor, while on the floor, he lifted his foot as high as he could and smashed the bones in my arm. As if that were'nt enough, he pulled me up from the floor then, tossed me into his bathtub causing my skin to blister, being constantly beat, I must have fainted but then, came thru. I was hog tied with my hands and feet tied behind me, while he constantly burned me with boiling water from his stove. When it was time to go before a judge, he lied, told the judge I was a prostitute and had tried to rob him. He was given 1 year probation and time served. Today, I am disabled, married to a verbal abusive person and I have no where to go. I have an autistic child that does not need to hear some of the things that this man says to me because, he repeats it over and over and it makes him become afraid. I have called the Police several times but, they tell me that there is no physical evidence and they can't give me a incident report. I have gone so many places seeking help however, my little one becomes very agitated when he's in unfamiliar places. I tried going to a shelter once, He was up and down the entire night trying to awake the other kids to play with him so a shelter is not an option for me because of this matter. I have nowhere to turn, my oldest child was murdered, my daughter seems to not care, and the only sister I had left, she has passed away. I am so tired of feeling pain and being reminded of what happened to me in yester years but, I am not ready to give up! My little boy need me because, he have no one else, and I need him because of the same. I have not the opportunity to save money because I am paying most of the household bills with my monthly income. Because he is the person that leased the apartment, I've been told I cannot evict him or lock him out of the unit, so I continue to suffer because I cannot afford to move due to rents in other places being so high. I really need help, my physical and mental health is being slowy depleted and depression is trying to take it's toll on my life. If there is an organization, someone, somewhere, that I can contact for help, Please inform me, Please.
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