Derek ( @PG_nakkiel ) and I started dating in 2006. I always kept my silence because I thought maybe I was the only one he'd ever abuse; I chalked it up to bad chemistry... he was young, hopefully he grew up. I could write a book (and in fact, have) about the psychological damage he's done and the actions that caused it, but I think a summary should suffice. Within a year of the relationship physical, sexual and verbal abuse became a daily occurence. He isolated me from my friends and family, and to everyone on the outside he was well spoken, poised and level-headed -- I was the crazy one. For three years of our relationship he was cheating on me and because he controlled the finances, he spent a fair chunk of our savings on his extracurricular activities and made it even more difficult for me to leave. It was his job to correct my "bad behavior"; grievous crimes such as making dinner late, being at my job so long that the house became untidy, being too tired for sex or not maintaining my appearance -- he controlled everything. I got used to using copious amounts of makeup to cover bruises on my face, strangulation marks and fingerprints along my arms. It became normal for him to sexually assault me after a fight -- it wasn't enough that he would scream at me for hours and resort to hitting at the slightest hint of defiance. In 2009, he flew into a rage and tried to kill me: I only managed to escape out a window because I made enough noise that a neighbor came to the door shouting about calling the police. Even in the middle of obvious wrongdoing, he's always known just what to say though and I believe it's why he's gone so long without accountability. Learning that every single woman after me has endured sexual abuse has made it clear to me that I need to say something, if at least to give warning to other women out there.

To anonymous: you are not alone. #metoo
Thanks @zidanel33t for your support

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