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This article is supposed to raise awareness for Domestic Violence but more specifically, my story. I will not be using the names of the people involved due to the nature of it.
I later collected my things and my daughter things and called the mother of my daughter to come get my daughter knowing I will not be allowed to see her again as I was told it was my last chance to be with her. My daughter was not hurt nor shown to be hurt, but emotionally she saw the entire thing happened in front of her own eyes. I hope she does not remember it as it is not my proudest moment ever nor something I would have ever wanted her to see me doing to someone else. Once I arrived at my stepmom's house, I called the police and gave my side of the story and talked for about 45 minutes as I was being sawed by paramedics to make sure I was and that my daughter was OK. Thankfully we were, but bruises did show up in certain parts of me that are still healing as I write this.
Story
I first became a Victim of Domestic Violence one year ago due to trying to protect my mother and the resulted consequence was getting hit. They used my fears and my emotional state against me to stop me from trying to call the police and always told me that if I did, that I would regret it. For most of that next year (2024) I kept my mouth shut which did result in multiple kicking out attempts and being hit many times. I would go to school sometimes with bruise marks and dcfs (department of Children and Family Services) did nothing each time the police were called despite the many incidents happened that were recorded. Then about 9 days ago, tragedy struck. It was a good evening and my mom's lover was getting aggressive and yelling for no reason when the two other people in the conversation were asking them to calm down, and then I said if you are going to be aggressive to not be near my kid per my own request. They violently shoved my daughter in her height chair and I defended my kid by what I thought was necessary. My mom took her lover's side and said I was the aggressor when I said my daughter did nothing to deserve it at all and that she will be known as a baby shover.
I later collected my things and my daughter things and called the mother of my daughter to come get my daughter knowing I will not be allowed to see her again as I was told it was my last chance to be with her. My daughter was not hurt nor shown to be hurt, but emotionally she saw the entire thing happened in front of her own eyes. I hope she does not remember it as it is not my proudest moment ever nor something I would have ever wanted her to see me doing to someone else. Once I arrived at my stepmom's house, I called the police and gave my side of the story and talked for about 45 minutes as I was being sawed by paramedics to make sure I was and that my daughter was OK. Thankfully we were, but bruises did show up in certain parts of me that are still healing as I write this.
Affects
This may not be for everyone but the effects it has on me ever since then have been terrible. I have been scared to my core ever since the one whole year of domestic violence happened, I am now sometimes afraid to come out of my room entirely and which has resulted in me sometimes rarely skipping out for dinner. It has reinstated a lot of my paranoia I had previously but worked upon with my therapist, It feels like to me that any moment they might pop up and that it would end badly. I am having more frequent panic attacks due to what has happened recently, and it has affected my schooling and myself but has started to not happen as much 9 days later. What I would say the effects are; Fear, Paranoia and Shame for me, it was.What I wish people to learn from my story
To do what I did not do a year ago and get help. I know many people in Domestic Violence situations are too scared to speak up out of fear of retaliation of any kind which can be manipulation, harm, mental harm and more. The fear of standing up to your abuser is quite hard to do in any situation and will not get easier for people. 4 days ago I realised that there were people who were wanting to help me through this all and support me in any way they could but honestly, I could have not done it without my girlfriend. She has been my biggest supporter during this, knows my entire situation and what happened. She is my rock and I could have never done it without her by my side at all.Conclusion
I hope someone takes up the courage I had 9 days ago. No one is ever alone, and I thought I was for the longest time. I hope everyone who reads this finds this article/story and respects my story as not all will experience this like I did.
