It took me five years to finally escape from my abusive relationship. And this one word did it.
Five years. That’s how long it took for me to wake up.
Five years of being a b*tch. Of being an idiot….
……And this time, when he said, “Give me one more chance. I promise,” I looked back on those five years. Abuse. Lies. Shame. Five years of his prison.
And that’s when I looked him in the eye, mustering all the guts within me said the one word that flung open my cage and changed the course of my life: No.
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