I met my first husband when I was almost 17, he was so great in my eyes TO ME. He was so good to me, never raised his voice and always treated me like I was the only thing he ever wanted. He was the opposite of what my parents wanted for me so at the time that was "awesome". We were married when we were just 18 and a few months later we had a baby (I was pregnant when we got married). This is the rest of my life (until HE left me)....
In the 11 years that we were married he beat me down physically, mentally, and emotionally to the point it was really hard to pick myself back up. In the 11 years of marriage I was pushed, shoved, slapped, punched, thrown into a glass table, thrown into a shower, shoved up against the wall, held on the ground and tormented, choked, pushed into a car, jumped out of a moving vehicle, threatened, spat upon, pee’d on, called every name in the book, lied to, had cops at my door and in my home numerous times, cheated on, left, abandoned 2 ½ hours from my home with nothing, slept in the back of a truck, begged for food, had to be on welfare, thought about dying, thought about killing, hurt my kids, hurt my family, lost friends, felt psychotic, became an adulterer, lost my way with the Lord, lost self esteem and self worth, felt fat at 115 lbs, lived in home after home, had to have my parents pay bills, had utilities shut off and a truck repossessed. I hitch-hiked, got into fist fights with people I didn’t know at bars and social events, listened to my husband on the phone telling another woman how much he loved her and missed her, gave my husband money for drugs and alcohol so he wouldn’t leave me, stranded at home because he would take parts out of my car so I couldn’t leave, be forced to have sex so I could go to the grocery store, etc. etc.
And he WAS nice to me when we met.....Was there signs?? Yea, definitely. He was jealous which I thought was cool because that meant he loved me so much. He was doing drugs and introduced me to them as well. He was never physical with me but VERY physical in fight after fight with other people. He disrespected everyone. But when your 17 you don't see those things. I was 29 when he left, I had 2 children to take care of....he didn't help, EVER. I did it, but it was the hardest thing I ever did. I'm 36 now with a new husband, the opposite of him and I have a nice life. No one ever understands the hell you go through unless you yourself have been there. It's hard to tell someone to get out, or to just walk away. They have to want to and they have to be ready to. My ex wanted to come back after he left me but I was to the point after 11 years that I was ready to say NO and mean it.