It’s crazy to be given articles and read them, only to realize that my childhood most definitely affected the relationship that I chose.

For 19 years the cheating, lies and manipulation that Darius did, even to his own friends so they wouldn’t like me, it’s truly sad.

Regardless of what has happened, I hope he does get the proper help so he doesn’t do this to somebody else. I hope he gets the whole he needs mentally so he doesn’t physically and emotionally and even at times sexually abuse his next partner.

And the reason why I say sexual abuse, is through counseling I have learned the following,

Scaring someone into performing sexual acts they are not comfortable with, physical and emotional abuse so they are forced to perform the sexual act of your choosing is sexual abuse.

Never EVER allow someone to make you feel like you have to, to make you feel like if you don’t that they’re going to put their hands on you, or show you their uncontrollable rage until you do what they want.

I never realized how free I really was until November of last year. And had I not called the police August 12th and had him arrested for domestic violence, I may have never known that there are wonderful men out there. Men that will respect you, that will not make you feel like you owe them something sexually, that will appreciate you for who you are and the things that you do on a daily basis.

My children have never been this happy, they have never felt this calm and free. To see them no longer panic or worry or have extreme anxiety attacks everyday, I wish I would have left a long time ago. But it’s better late than never, at least I did it before he choked the last breath out of me. Like he said a few years ago, he himself was afraid that he was going to seriously hurt me or one of the girls. And I was in such denial, I was so blind and so emotionally destroyed, I wanted to fix him I thought I could fix him.

You can’t fix anyone that doesn’t want to be fixed.

Below is part of an article that I read.

Shannon