I praise the Lord; I’m set free from an abusive relationship.
We were always on the run, moving from place to place. Like clockwork, every few months, I would find a new place to live. My husband was addicted to Marijuana, and he spent what little money we had for rent to purchase drugs.
He claimed that Marijuana calmed his nerves and when he didn’t have any, he became enraged. The slightest thing made him angry and the target to release his inner rage was always me.
Living in the darkness with fear was a daily and sometimes hourly struggle for me. The mental, emotional, and physical abuse became unbearable after three and one-half years.