J (my current husband) pretty much picked me up off my feet after my divorce. He was there for me as a friend, and there for my children as a father. Things were great. We rented a nice little apartment, he had a job that supported us, we even got a brand new car, which was a first for both of us.
Things were not always easy, as times financially got hard. I saw a different side of J that I didn't really like too much, but let my love outweigh that. We were married in October of 2007, and things were good for a short time and then went downhill.
We had some problems financially, lost our car, and our home. But we managed to get another home, a nice brand new house. The first few weeks things were fine, but as the holidays drew closer, things started to fall apart.
This is when the abuse began. I knew from that moment that it wasn't right, and wondered how I was going to fix it.
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