GarysWife
02-27-2006, 07:29 PM
wow this is weird but after reading some of the post i feel like i want to share... first of all i am still with the guy who abused me... this is my story...
i'm 18 and i've know him (Gary) since we were 13 i got pregnant with his baby when i was 15. i grew up real fast but stayed strong and had a wonderful family to support me. when i told him about being pregnant he disapeared. i called his friend when the baby was 1 week old and told him to tell gary that i had the baby and then a week later i got a call from gary asking to see the baby and i talked to his mom.. well we took the baby down to see everyone... i thought it was a dream come true.. yeah right i founf out he had another girl friend... one night he asked me to come down to his house so me and him and the baby could spend some time together well when i arrived his girlfriend was there... but i swollowed my pride and stayed anyways.. well he ended up getting drunk and i saw all i needed to see i called my mom to come pick me and the baby up... there was no way that we were going to be around all that. well after that wel didn't have any contact... he would call my house at 3-4 am all drunk but eventually that wore off. and i met a new guy, Joey... geez i loved him so much. he treated me like a queen.. we talked about getting married and he wanted to adopt my daughter... i was so in love with him... then one morning i got a call from joey's bestfriend asking me if he was there and i said no but that he was coming over today as far as i knew and the last time i talked to him was the night before. his friend started to cry and said oh my God it must be true i looked everywhere i thought he would be and i can't find him. then he went on to tell me that police had come to his moms house and said that Joey was killed in a car accident. i thought i would die when i heard those words i dropped to the ground did not want to believe it. i called my mom at work and told her and she promised me that she was going to call the hospital and his mom and then call me back. then what seemed like five minutes later my mom walked in the house crying and told me that it was true. i went into a deep depression for a couple of months and then moved on ( i still love joey to this day and will never forget him). i was 16 at the time by the end of the summer i was still broken hearted but back to normal and i decided to call gary just to see how he was (life is to short to harbor anger) wel his mom informed me that he was locked up that they sent him to bootcamp and gave me his address. i wrote him a letter and eventually we formed some kind of a relationship i loved him to from the time i met him as weird as that might sound. then i realized that he hadn't learned or changed and i stopped writing him he called me when he got out and we got together. everything was fine for two months.. perfect... we were actually like a family... i had just turned 17 at this time... well then he started drinking again and getting into the old street life he was so use to. and then it started... very slowly he started being very jealous and controling. one night he was drunk and i was driving (i don't drink at all) and his friend was following us well we stopped at the store and he was being a asshole and i very nicely told him that i was going to go home that i didn't want to be around him being of how he was acting. and he told me no that i was staying the night with him. and i said no (at the time i had no reason to fear him) and told him to get out of my car. he said make me so i picked up his 40 and got out of the car and looked him right in the eyes and said i bet you'll get out if i bust your 40 and he said i dare you so i did and when i did i saw a side of him that i never thought i would. he pushed me up asgainst my car and coked me... until his friend stopped him... i got in my car a left. i was in a state of shock. well i forgave him and it continued and got worse... it went from that to brusied all over my body (no wheres visible unless i was undressed) he became a drunk most of the time and got even worse... black eyes, busted lip, knots all over... with that i went into a deep depression... i ended up pregnant again had a miscarriage i believe it was from the stress. i kept everything to myself (as far as him hitting me). when he was sobber he was the best man ever but when he was drunk he turned into a animal. finaly i had enough of the bullshit and i started standing up for myself where i got beat up or not. everyday when i went to work i would make him promise me he wouldn't drink but he would. so when i came home from work and he was drunk i would go stay with my mom. then one night he beat me up and i had enough of it. i went to the police station and pressed charges they took pictures and everything. he was locked up for about 2 weeks and his mom bailed him out. he was out for awhile we started talking again and he wasn't drinking.. then slowly he went back to drink.. first beer and then liqour... the asshole started to come back.. but since i pressed charges he hasn't hit me. we are still together and he is now in jail for other stuff but in the beginning of january he had court for the charges i pressed against him and i went i never dropped them he did 30 days for it. he understands that he was wrong and that i had to go ahead with the charges. hes facing 8 years possibly 4 if he gets parole. i am standing by his side. i love this man even though he has hurt me so bad. he has come to know the Lord... he has turned down all drugs while in prison, controlled himself from fight i believe he has changed (before he would have taken the drugs and went looking for a fight) thats what landed him this current bid. we've gotten to know each other again on a completly different level now and he hold my heart. i'm giving him the benifit of the doubt but when he gets out he has a lot of proving to do. get a job support our daughter, never drink again..etc.. well thanks for listening and letting me share. i could have gone on forever there is so much more to this story but anyways thanks
i'm 18 and i've know him (Gary) since we were 13 i got pregnant with his baby when i was 15. i grew up real fast but stayed strong and had a wonderful family to support me. when i told him about being pregnant he disapeared. i called his friend when the baby was 1 week old and told him to tell gary that i had the baby and then a week later i got a call from gary asking to see the baby and i talked to his mom.. well we took the baby down to see everyone... i thought it was a dream come true.. yeah right i founf out he had another girl friend... one night he asked me to come down to his house so me and him and the baby could spend some time together well when i arrived his girlfriend was there... but i swollowed my pride and stayed anyways.. well he ended up getting drunk and i saw all i needed to see i called my mom to come pick me and the baby up... there was no way that we were going to be around all that. well after that wel didn't have any contact... he would call my house at 3-4 am all drunk but eventually that wore off. and i met a new guy, Joey... geez i loved him so much. he treated me like a queen.. we talked about getting married and he wanted to adopt my daughter... i was so in love with him... then one morning i got a call from joey's bestfriend asking me if he was there and i said no but that he was coming over today as far as i knew and the last time i talked to him was the night before. his friend started to cry and said oh my God it must be true i looked everywhere i thought he would be and i can't find him. then he went on to tell me that police had come to his moms house and said that Joey was killed in a car accident. i thought i would die when i heard those words i dropped to the ground did not want to believe it. i called my mom at work and told her and she promised me that she was going to call the hospital and his mom and then call me back. then what seemed like five minutes later my mom walked in the house crying and told me that it was true. i went into a deep depression for a couple of months and then moved on ( i still love joey to this day and will never forget him). i was 16 at the time by the end of the summer i was still broken hearted but back to normal and i decided to call gary just to see how he was (life is to short to harbor anger) wel his mom informed me that he was locked up that they sent him to bootcamp and gave me his address. i wrote him a letter and eventually we formed some kind of a relationship i loved him to from the time i met him as weird as that might sound. then i realized that he hadn't learned or changed and i stopped writing him he called me when he got out and we got together. everything was fine for two months.. perfect... we were actually like a family... i had just turned 17 at this time... well then he started drinking again and getting into the old street life he was so use to. and then it started... very slowly he started being very jealous and controling. one night he was drunk and i was driving (i don't drink at all) and his friend was following us well we stopped at the store and he was being a asshole and i very nicely told him that i was going to go home that i didn't want to be around him being of how he was acting. and he told me no that i was staying the night with him. and i said no (at the time i had no reason to fear him) and told him to get out of my car. he said make me so i picked up his 40 and got out of the car and looked him right in the eyes and said i bet you'll get out if i bust your 40 and he said i dare you so i did and when i did i saw a side of him that i never thought i would. he pushed me up asgainst my car and coked me... until his friend stopped him... i got in my car a left. i was in a state of shock. well i forgave him and it continued and got worse... it went from that to brusied all over my body (no wheres visible unless i was undressed) he became a drunk most of the time and got even worse... black eyes, busted lip, knots all over... with that i went into a deep depression... i ended up pregnant again had a miscarriage i believe it was from the stress. i kept everything to myself (as far as him hitting me). when he was sobber he was the best man ever but when he was drunk he turned into a animal. finaly i had enough of the bullshit and i started standing up for myself where i got beat up or not. everyday when i went to work i would make him promise me he wouldn't drink but he would. so when i came home from work and he was drunk i would go stay with my mom. then one night he beat me up and i had enough of it. i went to the police station and pressed charges they took pictures and everything. he was locked up for about 2 weeks and his mom bailed him out. he was out for awhile we started talking again and he wasn't drinking.. then slowly he went back to drink.. first beer and then liqour... the asshole started to come back.. but since i pressed charges he hasn't hit me. we are still together and he is now in jail for other stuff but in the beginning of january he had court for the charges i pressed against him and i went i never dropped them he did 30 days for it. he understands that he was wrong and that i had to go ahead with the charges. hes facing 8 years possibly 4 if he gets parole. i am standing by his side. i love this man even though he has hurt me so bad. he has come to know the Lord... he has turned down all drugs while in prison, controlled himself from fight i believe he has changed (before he would have taken the drugs and went looking for a fight) thats what landed him this current bid. we've gotten to know each other again on a completly different level now and he hold my heart. i'm giving him the benifit of the doubt but when he gets out he has a lot of proving to do. get a job support our daughter, never drink again..etc.. well thanks for listening and letting me share. i could have gone on forever there is so much more to this story but anyways thanks