I never imagined that the man I once loved would become my worst nightmare. When I married Patrick, I thought I had found my soulmate, someone to build a life with, share laughter, and grow old together. But in just a few years, my dream of a happy marriage turned into a daily battle for survival.

At first, it was small things, his temper flaring over minor mistakes, harsh words that stung like a whip. But soon, the anger turned physical. One evening, he came home drunk and furious over something I had no control over. Before I could understand what was happening, his fist met my face, sending me crashing to the floor. That night was the beginning of my nightmare. to continue reading click here