I was a child that was hit a lot, dragged by my hair etc. by my step dad. I have a memory of sitting having been dragged I the hallway and my mum standing over me and told me I deserved it. I was 12 At 16 I did the classic walk straight into an abusive relationship. Had my oldest at 21, next at 22. I had actually planned to leave once I returned from maternity with oldest and realise I was pregnant with youngest and I stayed another year.
When my youngest was born he had sepsis and was hospitalised, i realised I was more worried about DD at home than DS in hospital. He never hurt the children but there fear was there that this could be the day he did.
I left 3 weeks later.
I was a huge victim of coercive control, but I couldn't put my children at risk. I feel guilt everyday my oldest was there until she was 25 months. 25 months too long.
I've been single since, my children have a stable happy single parent home. I won't move another man in, until they are grown. I won't put them at risk.
I have all the sympathy for victims, I truly get it. I get how petrifying it is to leave, the fear of the unknown making the known more appealing. Wondering how the fuck you will provide. How you will be happy.
I get rebuilding whilst still hearing his voice in absolutely everything. I get how hard it is.
But children are priority and their needs must be first. I would walk to the other side of the world to keep them safe.
Mum was a victim but she also allowed it to happen. She should have been held to account.