Relationship Violence Story From Molly
(Wales, United Kingdom)
I'm 18 years old and when i was 15, i met my boyfriend, A. He was the best boyfriend anyone could ever have and i wanted to be with him forever, at first...
But then he changed, he started getting jealous, obssesive, he started forcing me to have sex with him, cutting me off from my family. But then it got worse, he started calling me lazy if i said no to sex, or call me a lying b**ch, he'd call me a slag or a whore. It really hurt.
But then he started hitting me, punching me, kicking me, giving me black eyes, he wouldnt let me call my parents to tell them where i was, and he would beat me till i couldnt take anymore. I tried to hide the bruises and the scars, but they showed. My mother asked about the black eyes and i said i walked into a wall or i fell down the stairs in school. She didnt question me coz she knew i have a temper. I was really scared to talk to anyone coz he told me if i did he'd hurt me real bad. I didnt know what to do.
Until one day i burst out crying in class, i said my eye hurt as an excuse and the teacher took me to the school nurse. I told her everything and I said i was scared. She told me she'd help me and i felt like i had new hope.
She told my parents and called his parents to pick him up and keep him away from me.
He had been emotionally and physically abusing me for almost 3 years. And when it was over i knew i was stupid not to tell.
Just goes to show I'm strong enough to pull through. In my eyes, anyone can do it.
Thanks for reading
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