So let me backtrack and continue with this story. The kept on with the emotional and physical abuse. Kept on with the cheating and manipulation. I was done. After he moved all of my belongings from my apartment into his side girls house, drained my bank account, tore my truck up, and got me with no place to live, I was done. So I went and stayed with his momma. I had mason and this was the beginning of June. He had planned to come get him on Wednesday June 10th after I had went to work. Well the Tuesday before, he decided to pull a stunt that ended bad for the both of his. He kidnapped my son. I pull up in the driveway of his mommas apartment and all I hear is “he’s got mason! He’s got mason! “. At this point I black out. He goes to pull out the driveway and so I block him In. I get out to get my son and noticed that my child was not restrained in a car seat. He’s 2 years old. I was livid. He then proceeds to take off around my car and hit the front bumper of my vehicle. So what do I do? Well I’ll tell you this, I didn’t sit around and wait on anybody else to do anything. I went after him. No sooner than I got up behind him, he slammed his brakes and my car made contact with his truck. So now not only am I broke and without a place to live, I’m also in jail. I get bonded out and my mom had went and got emery custody of my son. I had to go 2 whole months without laying eyes on my child. Mental breakdown check? I was having 4 a day. It finally gets to the point where I can see my child and I finally got custody back. Me and his dad are on a no contact order which is great because he cannot be around me. When I say God works in miraculous ways, I mean it. When I say there is a way out? I mean it. I am now fully employed as a grill cook in franklin, have my custody rights back, my license back, a brand new car, and I just signed the lease on a house for me and my son. All within 5 months time. You can do this. There is a way up from rock-bottom. I’ve been there plenty of times and I somehow still manage to crawl my way out. It’s not over. You still have fight left in you. I know you may feel like staying in bed all day and don’t wanna put the energy into getting up. I totally get that. That was me. But don’t give up. You’ve got people watching you all around. You’ve got people rooting for you no matter what you might think. Fix your crown darlin.
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Rock-Bottom Redemption
This is for all the young girls who feel as if there is no way out. You’ve hit rock bottom and you feel like you keep getting pushed farther down. You feel as if you can’t breathe with all then overwhelming stress and anxiety. Let me give you a little bit of advice. Never go back. I was with the father of my son for 7 years. Dated ever since I was 15 and I am currently 22. Everything was good for about a year or two until I started seeing the repetitive signs of cheating and manipulation. For me, however, there was no way out. Or so I had thought. My mother had recently moved to Texas and I had no other family that wanted me around. I was stuck with the decision between staying or becoming homeless. So I stayed. Summer of 2019 I became pregnant. It wasn’t planned but not one bit regretted. The mental and emotional abuse started right after I gave birth to a beautiful 8lb 9oz baby boy, Mason. Everyone knows what it’s like when you have a baby. You don’t feel secure in your new “Mom Bod”. You feel disgusting. You feel like a kangaroo with a pouch just hanging around. I wouldn’t give it up. I wouldn’t get close because he never once made me feel secure or pretty. So here comes the cheating. I knew about it. I let it happen for the simple fact that, he told me, “I have to get it from someone because you’re not giving it to me”. In my head after being with him for 4 years I thought he was right. It’s my fault so I shouldn’t be mad. Mason is about a year and a half at this point. I leave. I get a restraining order and emergency custody order put into place and I’m gone. He still seen his child on the days he was court ordered. Everything was running smooth. Well, January of 2020, my life shattered in the blink of an eye. My father had passed away. We had a rocky relationship so it hit me harder than it hit anybody else. I was in a weak spot. I didn’t know what I needed. You know how people try to weasel their way in knowing that you will be easily manipulated? Well that’s what happened. My sons father was there when my dad died and I needed somebody. So we tried to “Fix our family”. When I tell you that you can’t fix what’s already broken, take those words and use them wisely. Not only from that moment on did he mentally and emotionally abuse me, he physically abused me. There’s more to come, but before I finish, I want to know how many are interested in hearing how I got put into those shiny little bracelets they call handcuffs. Stay tuned.
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