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Abused for fifteen years by my first husband, Jesse, my life was pure hell and cursed! I had six children, which made it harder to escape. I lost my firstborn son when he was four. After his death, Jesse couldn’t hit me hard enough to hurt me more than the pain of losing my child. I got used to his punches and him stomping me. Unless you have been in an abusive relationship, it’s hard to understand the power and control an abuser has. What he uses as his weapon. How he makes a woman feel and believe, that it is all her fault and she deserves it. I am here to say to all abused women, it is not your fault. You did not deserve it. You do not deserve to be treated horribly. It’s never okay for a man to hit a woman. It took me years to realize that. I still have effects and issues from my abuse thirty-five years later. Abuse leaves everlasting effects on a woman. I stayed scared, stressed, and very alone those fifteen years. I wasn’t only abused by Satan, Jesse, I was abused by the court and degraded by the judge. I was being punished for escaping my hell. I was still not allowed to have a voice, like all abused women. They are not allowed to have a voice, and they may never get a voice. I hope to be a voice for all abused women. That is why I decided to tell my story. To finally get my voice. I feel very blessed to have made it out and able to tell my story. I went through pure evil, hell.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Abused for fifteen years by my first husband, Jesse, my life was pure hell and cursed! I had six children, which made it harder to escape. I lost my firstborn son when he was four. After his death, Jesse couldn’t hit me hard enough to hurt me more than the pain of losing my child. I got used to his punches and him stomping me. Unless you have been in an abusive relationship, it’s hard to understand the power and control an abuser has. What he uses as his weapon. How he makes a woman feel and believe, that it is all her fault and she deserves it. I am here to say to all abused women, it is not your fault. You did not deserve it. You do not deserve to be treated horribly. It’s never okay for a man to hit a woman. It took me years to realize that. I still have effects and issues from my abuse thirty-five years later. Abuse leaves everlasting effects on a woman. I stayed scared, stressed, and very alone those fifteen years. I wasn’t only abused by Satan, Jesse, I was abused by the court and degraded by the judge. I was being punished for escaping my hell. I was still not allowed to have a voice, like all abused women. They are not allowed to have a voice, and they may never get a voice. I hope to be a voice for all abused women. That is why I decided to tell my story. To finally get my voice. I feel very blessed to have made it out and able to tell my story. I went through pure evil, hell.
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