I am shaking. I feel sick to the core. I feel despondent. I feel desperate. I feel there is no way back. My husband ran at me and put his hand around my throat. I had finger prints. I have the photos. I have a 3 year old who was telling Daddy to be nice to Mummy. From reading threads on mn I am not surprised. Slowly but surely the EA has been escalating. We had booked counselling for January bit now there is no way back. What do I do? It is three days before Christmas. We have things organised. I am suppose to be with his family, not him as he has to work, in a couple of hours. Something for the children to enjoy. Should I go anyhow?
Why me?