My Mum
You were such a strong woman but loneliness forced you to him, control forced you to stay with him. Eventually we got rid of him but not until he had virtually destroyed you & left us as the extra victims. He left you so messed up, he kept begging until you died. Now he lives in fear of us telling others the sort of man he really is. He has no idea of the legacy of his abuse; the terrors we both still have. But we have changed; we are no longer victims ~ we are now survivors. Miss you everyday.
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