I've been on Tumblr for years, but my husband knows my main account so I started this side account.
I've seen Tumblr move mountains for people so I'm hoping and praying that you guys can move mountains for me.
I'm 26 years old. I've been with my husband since I was 16 and he was 20. I know now that he was attracted to me because I was young and manipulatable but at the time I was so flattered that an older college guy wanted to be in a relationship with me.
Looking back there were a lot of red flags. He didn't like any of my friends and he told me who I could hang out with and when. He told me that my school work wasn't important because I was going to be a stay-at-home wife after high school while he went out and earned a living. As teenager living in a household that was unstable and on the brink of collapse, the idea of having a strong man take care of me was very appealing and so I overlooked the red flags.
He liked to get me drunk. He'd take me to his shitty apartment and he would load me up with Mike's Hard Lemonade and Smirnoff Ice and then we'd fool around. I had a lot of pregnancy scares from 16-17 because he didn't like to wear a condom and when I was drinking it was harder for me to insist. When I was 18, I got on the pill at least. He was always pushing my boundaries in the bedroom. I'd say no to something and he'd give me the silent treatment until I let him do it. Or he'd just do it even though I said I didn't want to.
He graduated college the year I graduated high school, and we moved in together. From the beginning, he was controlling, keeping tabs on me and watching the bank account like a hawk, but I chalked it up to needing to be frugal. We were really poor, but he promised to take care of me.
Eventually, though, I had to get a job to make ends meet. He didn't like that. The first time he hit me was when I told him I'd been interviewing for jobs. It wouldn't be the last.
God, just. Ten years I let him tell me I was helpless without him, I was weak, and stupid, and only he would ever love me. I let him hit me. I let him separate me from my friends and family. I let him kick my cat.
But I'm done. I'm going to get me and Midnight out of here.
I have a PayPal set up that he doesn't know about. It's :
PayPal.me/iwillsaveher
Please help if you can. If I take money out of our joint account, he'll know, so right now I essentially have nothing. Donations will go towards boarding Midnight and getting a cell phone he doesn't know about, then I'll go from there. Please help. Please.
Ok, PayPal is making life difficult, but I was able to set up Venmo today. It's Abigail-Zimmerman-23. Thank you so much for spreading this. I'm sorry I'm not responding to individual messages, I'm a really shy person and I'm just overwhelmed with the love and support. Please spread this addition if you can.
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@one-time-i-dreamt for boost as the biggest blog I can think of.
OP, you are incredibly strong and brave. I am so sorry you had to go through so much, you didn't deserve any of that. You were a child. Words fail me. You need to get yourself and Midnight as far away from that bad man as humanly possibly.
Let's get you the help you need.
Please, everyone, share this. Pitch in if you can, and if you can't donate, by reblogging this you are still helping.
