What Happened When I Found Out He Wanted To Kill Me

Seven years ago, when the police came to my house, they did not know what to expect. Did he kill me too?

The shock on their faces when I answered the door, the shock that went through my body when they told me his plan.

For almost three years, I looked over my shoulders while walking anywhere and everywhere. While driving my car, I feared I was being followed and tracked once again. While sleeping at night, I kept a knife under my pillow. Every day, all day, there was fear.

Would he finally get me like he said would? Would I live to see another year? Would I live to see another day?

I am alive, and I thank God for that!

I was lucky I had endless support from so many and saw the warning signs after only two months. But sometimes it takes years to see, and sometimes people have no support.

Sadly, there are so many others that are still going through a living hell. We must support them! We must recognize what is happening to them is not their fault! We must stand by them! We must believe them!

We need to put an end to domestic violence!