I was Mentally Abused
I was married to a controlling, alcoholic, mental abuser who was jealous of his own children. He would search my bags, check I was at work and when he's had a drink he would question me over anything and everything. I felt I couldn't tell him how I really felt for fear of his reaction. Towards the end of the marriage, he was also recording mine and the childrens converstations when he wasn't in the house. I didn't want to go out with my friends because I would be grilled about what we talked about, as far as he was concerned we spent the whole evening talking about him. He also mentally abused our daughter. I would try to make him understand the hurt he was causing our daughter and he'd stop for a while but then it would start again. When he hit her, I stepped in to say that's enough, however I was then chastised. It took my 12 year old daughter walking into a police station to report her dad for abuse to give me the wake up call I needed. Without her courage and strength, we wouldn't be where we are today. I owe her so much and I feel I should have been stronger for her not the other way around.
We have now set up a happy home surrounded by wonderful friends and life is once again worth living.
Written by Angie Nurse