Abusive Relationships

When we are younger we never picture ourselves in harmful situations. We hear stories on TV about abuse, rape, kidnapping, murder, horrible accidents and stories that happened to the friend of a friend but some how we still think this can never happen to us. To me it always felt like stuff like this was too extreme for it to ever happen to me and so it could not possibly happen to me. Even when stuff like this start happening to people you know and you understand this could happen to any one, you still think you are smarter and more careful about your choices that all these people and you are sure this will never happen to you. I would always criticise and have my opinions on how  I think people should handle things and thought I would handle things way better.

I always thought that if I was ever on a abusive relationship that I was it was going to take one occasion for it to be enough for me to leave and that I was must definitely leave at the first signs of abuse. I could never understand women that would allow this to happen. When it happened to me I realized, getting out of an abusive relationship was not easy and I am sill now struggling with it now. Luckily I’m half way there and I’ll be soon out of this whole nightmare.

It all started by getting married for the wrong reasons, mine was getting pregnant. The resentment of him not continuing school was always present. One thing I learned is there are red flags that if you ignore  them since the beginning things could end up really bad.

Our relationship was never perfect even thou was nicer when we were just dating but the mistreatment was already present and even if it’s a light mistreatment like a bad comment that made you a little uncomfortable you should NEVER ignore it. I learned that the hard way. When we were just dating we were braking up and coming back like a bad habit, back than I still had enough self esteem and love for my self to end the relationship when ever I felt mistreated I still had clear that I was better than that and I needed to move on. The problem was getting back to it. I think all of it has a lot to do with me being SO ready to settle down and to find that special some one that kept me from coming back. I was so willing to believe that a person could change for the better. I started believing his behavior was all my fault so I’ll try to do better next time.