I went through domestic abuse for four years. The first year started out just more mental abuse, and then it turned physical, putting his hands on me several times. I tried to cover up the marks. I was completely embarrassed because the Fort Madison Police Department could never help me because he was never on the property when they arrived, or they could never get a hold of him. He knew how to play the game unfortunately it cost me, and my three-year-old son at the time, horrible trauma. We both still see counselors to this day because of it. My daughter who was five at the time had to call 911 while my son was begging this man to get off of me because he was going to kill me. I could not breathe and the only thing I could see was my son crying at the bottom of the steps begging this man to please not kill his mommy. I tried to get away and so many times went back because I had nowhere to go, and no help at the time. I didn’t want to tell my parents I was embarrassed enough. Two years into the relationship he told me that he was 31 years old and never had a kid and a kid would make this better. I knew that a baby would not solve anything but I did get pregnant and it only got worse. I was shoved down my apartment steps multiple times because he wanted to kill the baby inside of me that he wanted oh so badly. I was hit several times. I’ve had black eyes. I have had broken ribs. I have been choked to the point. I had passed out, waking up scared to death with both of my kids leaning over me asking if I was OK. I have never been able to really tell my story because I have been embarrassed about it. And I still have a lot of PTSD from it which makes it hard to go out in public because I fear that he’s going to pop out of nowhere. But by the grace of God, my baby made it and when she was 15 months old we were finally able to get away. The man I am with now is also my older kid's dad and he drove from Ottumwa to pick us up one night after my daughter had called him. He helped me begin my life again, get away from that man, and he helped me get the help I needed. I am so thankful for the life I have now. I have not seen this ex man in almost 4 years now, but I still fear he will come back because he has made many threats and “welfare” checks. He told me to never forget his face because he will always be around and I will forever live in fear because of that. But I have come to realize I have a man now, who will protect me and all my kids no matter what it takes. And so to all of those who are going through abuse YOU CAN get away. It takes courage and strength, but you can do it. I am amazed by these people coming together and doing something for domestic survivors. This is amazing and I feel it will help so many people.
Shared 4/23/25
Im used to abuse i was sexually abused in a home i thought was supposed to be my safe place from the age of 6-12 at 12 i realized i didnt have to deal with the blamming of its my fault i dressed to slutty i looked to good. At 12 i ran away for the first time i stated hidden for 3 days not once did i get asked why it was, your a bad kid in the wrong group. I went on to have over 45 run away cases at 17 they stopped looking for me. In the time span i had a pretty abusive bf at 16 i got pregnant found out left the test on the table went to sleep woke up to getting knocked out i dont remember much else besides my neighbor at the time helping me off the floor. I misscarried. I then got on hard drugs and swore id never let a man touch me like that again. Until 2 years ago when i caught my man cheating an arguement started and it got physical. I almost lost my kid and myself my mom almost lost her kid i was contemplating offing myself. We took time apart got back together i was upfront and honest about everything i did on our breakup and he wasnt. I found somethings out and it got bad i got choked out in front of my 2 yr old son. Writing this out im shaking i didnt think he was going to stop until my baby screamed. Since then weve gotten better we no longer put hands on each other. Instead we go to different rooms or we leave the house. Theres a little bit. Whatever happens in life it happens for a reason.
Shared 4/24/25