Okay, I’m not actually sure if people even read these.. But I feel safe enough to tell my story - I was with this guy is name is Daniel (I will refer to him as only Daniel as there are already too many people that want to put a bullet through his skull) anyways he was 18, I was 14. He was my first real boyfriend and he is absolutely everything right, said all the right things, touched me the right way (not sexually as I wasn’t up to that stage yet) he made me feel perfect, like I was a princess that I could literally do no wrong. We were in the honeymoon stage for 5 months of our relationship then one night we went out he got drunk and I was talking to the wrong boy - this resulted me copping a right hook to the sternum and an uppercut to the jaw. I was shocked and scared but after watching this happen to my own mother for years I thought it was normal, I thought that it happened in every relationship. This went on, and kept escalating (by this I mean it got to the point where he didn’t even have to be drunk) then he begun bringing in weapons, anything from a snapped in half pool cue to a fish filleting knife. Nine and a half months through our relationship I found out I was pregnant - again i was scared and confused but also a little hopeful. Hopeful that this baby would reform him that he would turn back into the guy I fell in love with. I waited two and a half months, knowing that whole time there was a child growing inside of me, at this point for some reason the abuse died down a bit and inside my head I was that happiest I had been in months. I finally worked up the guts to tell Daniel that I was pregnant with his child turns out he wasn’t quite so happy about it as I was. To the extreme that he started flipping throwing stuff around the room I was sitting there begging in my head for him not to touch me, well my prayers dent work he got the biggest object closest to him (which was a pool cue) and told me to lie down and if I didn’t it wouldn’t be worse me for. So I did. Four blows to the pelvic region and another three angling along my stomach and ribs - he was trying to kill his own baby.. I didn’t understand but I knew I would make it through and so would my baby. Another three weeks and he made me take a pregnancy home test, it came back positive. He was fuming to the extent that he told my mum that I was pregnant. She was shocked and disappointed, another week and I was in the doctors surgery being prepared for a pregnancy termination. Two days after this I tried committing suicide for the first time, the way I saw it I had nothing to live for. My child was gone because of the man I loved and I have worked out that it want normal what he was doing to me. Two bottles of vodka and a box of sleeping pills and I was unconscious - half ann hour later my younger brother found me and off to the hospital I went. Another two months of continual abuse until I finally plucked up the courage to leave him. It was the worst 14 months of my life but I am a stronger and better person for it now, I am not looking for sympathy or anything. I just want people to know that this sort of stuff does happen and that if it is happening or has happened to you, your not alone. There is always a way to live your life without those people. You only live once, so don’t live it being afraid of your shadow…
J
i’ll never get over this picture
me either ^
i wonder if he did it…
same, for some reason this interests me, and probably a lot of people. always reblog.
:o
if he did it he wouldn’t have uploaded the picture, stupid
The awkward moment when he could’ve jumped and left the camera up there.^
i think he didn’t do it. but this picture is fascinating.
its kinda scary thinking about it
maybe they wern’t trying to kill themselves but to sit and think
he is defiantly up there to kill himself
maybe he didnt get one direction tickets and didnt see the point in living any more and jumped?
this makes me wanna jump off a building…
this is powerful. so goddamn powerful
One of the most intriguing and fascinating photos I have ever seen.
“I remember the first time I saw you. Your hair was in two braids instead of one. I remember when you sang in the music assembly and the teacher said “who knows the valley song” and your hand shot straight up. After that, I watched you going home everyday. Everyday.”
Love..
Is it stupid that you fall helplessly in love with a guy and you know that he has the same feelings. That guy that you can make sweet passionate love with for hours, really finding the perfection in the way that two people can fit together and then lay next to each other for hours talking about your feelings; feelings towards each other, feelings so deep that through it all you both have tears streaming down your face because he knows he loves you but HE CAN’T BE WITH YOU BECAUSE OF YOUR AGE! I mean seriously two people have never connected on so many insanely beautiful levels in so many ways and he can’t see past the amount of year you have been alive to the way that he feels. I do not understand! I know that i am completely and utterly in love with this guy, what can I do to change his mind? Arghhhhh!
Vent over..
