On this day last year I left my abusive exp.
I had nothing, sofa surfed at my parents house, ds shared a bed with dm.
I am so proud of what I have achieved I could cry, I have a lovely house thats private rent so im paying for it all by myself, I have become amazingly close to ds and we are so happy, I didn't know I could be this happy.
Looking back I don't know who I was before I left, pictures of me I look exhausted, bags under eyes, skin looks dull, if I can do it anyone can, its terrifying at first but ive powered through. I text my best friend today saying thankyou, I couldn't have done it without him, when I felt broken beyond repair he glued me back together.
Don't really know what I wanted from this post just feel like screaming from the rooftops I DID IT, I SURVIVED 