I am happily married to the most wonderful man on earth, and my bestfriend also. This made it difficult for me to understand what domestic violence is. I have never understood the compulsion to heat something when upset or angry let alone hit someone, even when this person is someone you say/ claim to love. I have heard women narrate their stories of how their drunken husband beat and rape them and i just ponder on it. I have also heard the very bad one of husbands hitting their pregnant wife, the list is long and unending. When i read this story below i realized that domestic voilence is on the increase and it must be stopped. I even hear single ladies are now involved, theyr are beaten up by boyfriends, all in the name of a relationship. We have to stop this, let come out and say something. I think we have been silent enough. Lets say something about this and help the woman beside you get stronger...
This is Tessy's story, what is yours ?
My name is Tessy and I was a victim of Domestic Violence by my husband. He was in the military and we were stationed overseas . We were the proud parents of a baby girl and our lives were fine. My husband was the type that when he came home he would have a drink to relax. But slowly that one drink became two then three and then to the point that he was so drunk that he could not walk. I did not like this at all and I explained this to him one night. He got extremely angry with me and hit me and kicked me. I could not believe that this was happening, I was so scared that I begged him to stop. Thank god he did but the damaged was done, my body was bruised and I had a hard time standing up. After the incident, he went to bed and the next morning he apologized for his actions and told me that it would never happen again. This story would have a happy ending if it stopped but it didn't. It only got worse to the point that one night he raped me by knife point anally and vaginally. And of course he again went to sleep. I didn't . I went to the shower and scrubbed my skin dry because I felt so dirty . After taking the shower, I went to my daughter's room and slept on the spare bed because I could not bare sleeping with my husband. Once again the next morning he apologized for his actions and I forgave him because during one of his drunken furors he had threatened to kill me if I ever left him so I was a afraid for my life and my daughter. I cant say that there was a lot of money in the household , so I had to go to work that way there would be some money for food. There were times that I did not eat because my daughter need food more than me.
When I went to work, I would meet my husband in the military base that way he could take care of our daughter while I worked late. On October 5, 1991 while I was working one evening I received a call from my neighbor stating that my husband had thrown our daughter out the window. I went hysterical and then I got mad because if it was a joke someone was going to pay for it. With the help of my boss, we went to my residence where I was finally given the bad news that my baby daughter was dead. I went crazy because I did not know what in the world happened and I wanted to know what had happened. I was taken to a mental hospital for observation because they thought that I was going to kill myself. In reality, all I wanted was to know what happened and if my daughter was OK because I could not believe that she was dead.
The next day, I was released into the custody of one of my husbands commanders. I had to stay in their house because I was unable to go to mine. It was then that I was told the tragic news that my daughter was dead and that my husband was arrested for it. I could not believe that in a matter of seconds that my life was changed forever. I was told the gruesome details of what had happened ( I will not tell you the details because they are pretty graphic) to make the story short, I had to tell everyone about the domestic violence that I endured at the hands of my husband. To all the readers I will tell you this, a man should never hit you for any reason, the first time it happens leave. Its been six years now that my daughter is gone and there is not a day that goes by that I think about her and miss her. I am remarried now, to a man that loves me for who I am , a man that doesn't drink at all we are the proud parents of a baby girl. I think god has given me a another chance and I will live it out to the fullest.
For those of you who are wondering what happened to my ex-husband I went to trail and put him away for 40 years . He is now currently serving this sentence at Ft. Leaven worth Kansas. I did this for my daughter's souls and I know that she is looking down on me from heaven and she is smiling at me. :)
This is Tessy's story, what is yours ?
My name is Tessy and I was a victim of Domestic Violence by my husband. He was in the military and we were stationed overseas . We were the proud parents of a baby girl and our lives were fine. My husband was the type that when he came home he would have a drink to relax. But slowly that one drink became two then three and then to the point that he was so drunk that he could not walk. I did not like this at all and I explained this to him one night. He got extremely angry with me and hit me and kicked me. I could not believe that this was happening, I was so scared that I begged him to stop. Thank god he did but the damaged was done, my body was bruised and I had a hard time standing up. After the incident, he went to bed and the next morning he apologized for his actions and told me that it would never happen again. This story would have a happy ending if it stopped but it didn't. It only got worse to the point that one night he raped me by knife point anally and vaginally. And of course he again went to sleep. I didn't . I went to the shower and scrubbed my skin dry because I felt so dirty . After taking the shower, I went to my daughter's room and slept on the spare bed because I could not bare sleeping with my husband. Once again the next morning he apologized for his actions and I forgave him because during one of his drunken furors he had threatened to kill me if I ever left him so I was a afraid for my life and my daughter. I cant say that there was a lot of money in the household , so I had to go to work that way there would be some money for food. There were times that I did not eat because my daughter need food more than me.
When I went to work, I would meet my husband in the military base that way he could take care of our daughter while I worked late. On October 5, 1991 while I was working one evening I received a call from my neighbor stating that my husband had thrown our daughter out the window. I went hysterical and then I got mad because if it was a joke someone was going to pay for it. With the help of my boss, we went to my residence where I was finally given the bad news that my baby daughter was dead. I went crazy because I did not know what in the world happened and I wanted to know what had happened. I was taken to a mental hospital for observation because they thought that I was going to kill myself. In reality, all I wanted was to know what happened and if my daughter was OK because I could not believe that she was dead.
The next day, I was released into the custody of one of my husbands commanders. I had to stay in their house because I was unable to go to mine. It was then that I was told the tragic news that my daughter was dead and that my husband was arrested for it. I could not believe that in a matter of seconds that my life was changed forever. I was told the gruesome details of what had happened ( I will not tell you the details because they are pretty graphic) to make the story short, I had to tell everyone about the domestic violence that I endured at the hands of my husband. To all the readers I will tell you this, a man should never hit you for any reason, the first time it happens leave. Its been six years now that my daughter is gone and there is not a day that goes by that I think about her and miss her. I am remarried now, to a man that loves me for who I am , a man that doesn't drink at all we are the proud parents of a baby girl. I think god has given me a another chance and I will live it out to the fullest.
For those of you who are wondering what happened to my ex-husband I went to trail and put him away for 40 years . He is now currently serving this sentence at Ft. Leaven worth Kansas. I did this for my daughter's souls and I know that she is looking down on me from heaven and she is smiling at me. :)
2 comments:
This is very touching
awwwwwwwwwwwwww. so sad.
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