I left for maybe the fourth time on Wednesday April 29th. He pulled my hair..again. However, this time the cops were called and he was taken into custody. I was granted an emergency protective order that ends on Wednesday the 6th. I am planning on requesting the court extend it.
I have to note that we also have an 18 month old daughter. We are now with my parents.
I haven’t been able to sleep or eat. I know in red to eat because I feel so weak but the moment I food in my mouth, I feel like throwing up. I’m so sad. I’m so heartbroken. It hurts physically. I miss my house. I miss my bedroom. My routine. And unfortunately I do miss him.
I need to know that this will get better. I need to know that I will feel better and there will be a day where I will look at him and feel nothing.
When I finally manage to sleep, I dream of him and they are nice dreams. I dream that him and I are happy together as a family. When I wake up to the reality, I instantly feel like I can’t breathe and panic starts to set it.
I’m just here because I need support and I need to vent and talk. And idk, this is consuming me and I feel like I’m drowning.