As some of yall know I was emotionally and then physically abused by my husband. I managed with some help of my friends and by the GRACE OF GOD got out of the house and on my own. I did report my husband for the abuse. They gave him probation and anger management classes. I dont know if the classes ever worked. They put him on all kinds of meds. I believe in medications for some occasions but I dont think it was the best solution for him. One morning I dropped off my daughter at school and when I got home he was there waiting on me. he said that he only wanted to talk. I didnt believe him. I called his mother to beg her to try to reason with him. Shocker I love the man. I dont want to have him arrested, but I would of had no choice if he didnt stop. I assumed he left cause he got in his car. I parked mine and tried to get in the apartment. But he fooled me again. He only drove around to the back of my building. And as I was trying to get in he pushed his way in. I was luckly still on the phone with his mother when she heard me scream she hung up and called the police. When the police showed up he was still in my place so the got him for agravated stalking. He was locked up for awhile.
During all this madness that I was going through, I actually met a man who was good, no great to me. I believed that I had finally found my happiness. I even started to slowily let him know that actual horrors in my life. He fell in love with me almost immediately. And I felt a strong connection with him. But After my first failed attempt at a marriage with a man that I knew for half my life. How could I possilbly believe in a story book fantasy? It would seem that he even changed his job so that he could take care of me and my child. I doubted him a lot. Questioned his affections for me. I told him in the beginning that he was a broken woman. That my husband had crushed most of my self esteem. Which took a toll on our relationship.
And then as my life seems to be going good a tornado hit. For the sake of our daughter I dropped the restraining order. I could resason it out all day long but in reality he was making it difficult for me because of it. Im not sure if he planned it all out. According to the conditions to my husbands release from jail, if he came at me in any matter of abuse he was gonna be locked up for 10 yrs min. I already knew that the restraining order wouldnt keep him away so I dropped it. That way my daughter could see her father when she wanted to. And that way IF something came up at work he tould take care of her for me. It worked for all of 48 hrs. One night a friend of mine and stress the fact that her was a friend came over late to watch a movie. I had to wait til my daughter had fallen asleep before her could come over because I dont let her watch movies w violence in it By the time that the movie was over it was very late. I told him that he had to leave cause I have to wake up early every morning. When he got out to his car he saw that he had a flat tire and called me joking that he would be sticking around a little longer while he fixed it. I had a bad feeling a very bad feeling. I asked him if it was flat or slashed. I had this idea that my husband was in the bushes stalking his prey. Just as I got the question out thats when my heart stopped. I heard suched a frightening sound I almost didnt believe that I heard it. Im not even sure of how many shots I heard but I several gun shots. I was still on the phone with my friend when I heard him scream that he had been shot. That he was dying. I hung up the phone and called 911. But by the time I got the courage to go outside to see what was going on there was nothing. My friend, his car, the shooter, everything was gone. For a moment I really believed I had finally cracked up. But I know what I heard. My friend really did get shot. By who exactly Im not sure. I was not there. My friend managed to jump into his car and drive down the street. The paramedics found him there. I was interrogated by the police til 4 in the morning. I actually managed to get 2 hrs of sleep. I found out my friend didnt die but was paralized from the waist down. He had identified my husband as the shooter. Unfortunantly for me when the cops interogated my friend he told them I was his girlfriend. He was bleeding to death and half drugged out. He wasnt really sure what he said to the police. All I know was that 1 word was gonna make my life a living h*** for awhile. [info removed]
Because of the news story thats when my story book fantasy started to go down hill. For some reason (love or whatever) he tried to look past what was said and believe me. It took a while but we managed to try to start over again. And for a brief moment I thought I was actually gonna be happy again. But as all tragedies ends in unhappiness, so does mine. Because I wasnt there for the shooting, I doubted that it was actually my husband. I battled in my own mind and heart over it. I didnt know what to believe. Niether did anyone else I know. I got threatening phone calls, jokes, etc. Those who didnt out right say anything neg to me was just trying to get closer to the story. I lost my fam last yr, and I lost whatever friends I had this yr. Just so everyone knows the police did get him with my help. Another hard thing I had to do. But if he did shoot my friend then he needs to be in prison.
Time went by for me slowly. But I got back to a semi normal life with my daughter and the man that loved me. One day I actually got on the phone with my husband. Now he may be very good at lying and hiding the truth from everyone but I know better. It only wook one phone call to know the truth. He did it. I have no evidence but I know him. I have finally come to terms with it. I now fear more for myself cause if he ever gets out I believe Im next. I told that to the new man in my life. I told him that he deserves to be with someone without all this drama. I was scared when I talked to him. Not for myself, but for him. I didnt want him to get hurt by my crazy husband. But I want wrong for saying that. I wanted and needed him in my life. He is not perfect but neither am I. And I believed that we loved each other. And here is the end of my story for now. I was going to call him and tell him all of that. That I loved him and that somehow it was going to work out. But he called me back and told me it was over. And so it would seem to be for now. I begged him once already to stay in my life cause of the news article. But I wont do it again. Ive let 2 men into my heart and both seem to have been able to break it.
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