I Am a Victim of Domestic Violence
I read quite a few of your stories and I find it interesting, but not surprising that I have not read one story by a male. This sort of goes with my experience as a victim of domestic violence.
I was married very young to my high school sweetheart. Everything was wonderful for the first few months and then we moved out of state. that is where the trouble really begun. She became very possessive of me, very controlling. I would often times see her checking up on me, making sure i was where I said I would be, for instance, I would often look out the window at work and see her driving through the parking lot feeling the hood of the car to see if i had gone anywhere, that sort of thing. Slowly it progressed to her becoming very belligerent with me when I came home from work, she would grill me about nearly every detail of my day. By this time she had made friends with some of the local people and I thought that the situation would ease. In fact, it was the opposite, the situation only became worse. One day she was yelling and screaming at me because I did not rinse off a knife that I made a peanut butter sandwich with, I decided to walk away from her, because i was not going to be called the sort of things she was calling me and I thought I would just go for a walk and let the situation calm down. The next thing I know the knife goes whizzing by my head and bounces off the wall. Sure it was only a butter knife, and i thank my lucky stars that I didn't use a sharp knife and that she is a bad knife thrower. Well, i can tell you that I got out of there as quickly as I could and got a hotel for the night. We talked on the phone that night and she was 'sooo sorry' she didn't know what had come over her. I made the mistake of telling her what hotel I was at and that I was still shaken by her actions so i was staying at the hotel and I would return the next day. I came out that next morning to find all of my tires slashed. Now that could have been a coincident, but something makes me think that it was her.
A week or so went by and I was sitting on the couch watching a football game and the next thing I know i am waking up to a killer headache and her standing over me with rolling pin in her hand. She had hit me with it hard enough to knock me out for a few seconds, no yelling, no prompting, she just hit me. I decided that it was not cool and I called the police. Two things came out of this. I was actually taken a side by the police and told that I should be "A man" about this and that I did not want my wife in jail and two that I should not be wasting the polices time. The second thing that came out of this was that I found out that she had an awesome way of manipulating people and the police.
This story basically ends when I told her, after a couple months of counseling and her abusive activities continuing, that I wanted a divorce. I truly feel that if I would have stayed in that relationship i would be dead. She still tries to friend me on Facebook and the like, but I never accept.
I have now been in a happy and healthy relationship for 10 years, we don't fight much and when we do it is always about the issue, it never escalates into name calling or other forms of abuse. I think I can't be the only male that has been abused on this site, are the egos keeping the other males away?
I was married very young to my high school sweetheart. Everything was wonderful for the first few months and then we moved out of state. that is where the trouble really begun. She became very possessive of me, very controlling. I would often times see her checking up on me, making sure i was where I said I would be, for instance, I would often look out the window at work and see her driving through the parking lot feeling the hood of the car to see if i had gone anywhere, that sort of thing. Slowly it progressed to her becoming very belligerent with me when I came home from work, she would grill me about nearly every detail of my day. By this time she had made friends with some of the local people and I thought that the situation would ease. In fact, it was the opposite, the situation only became worse. One day she was yelling and screaming at me because I did not rinse off a knife that I made a peanut butter sandwich with, I decided to walk away from her, because i was not going to be called the sort of things she was calling me and I thought I would just go for a walk and let the situation calm down. The next thing I know the knife goes whizzing by my head and bounces off the wall. Sure it was only a butter knife, and i thank my lucky stars that I didn't use a sharp knife and that she is a bad knife thrower. Well, i can tell you that I got out of there as quickly as I could and got a hotel for the night. We talked on the phone that night and she was 'sooo sorry' she didn't know what had come over her. I made the mistake of telling her what hotel I was at and that I was still shaken by her actions so i was staying at the hotel and I would return the next day. I came out that next morning to find all of my tires slashed. Now that could have been a coincident, but something makes me think that it was her.
A week or so went by and I was sitting on the couch watching a football game and the next thing I know i am waking up to a killer headache and her standing over me with rolling pin in her hand. She had hit me with it hard enough to knock me out for a few seconds, no yelling, no prompting, she just hit me. I decided that it was not cool and I called the police. Two things came out of this. I was actually taken a side by the police and told that I should be "A man" about this and that I did not want my wife in jail and two that I should not be wasting the polices time. The second thing that came out of this was that I found out that she had an awesome way of manipulating people and the police.
This story basically ends when I told her, after a couple months of counseling and her abusive activities continuing, that I wanted a divorce. I truly feel that if I would have stayed in that relationship i would be dead. She still tries to friend me on Facebook and the like, but I never accept.
I have now been in a happy and healthy relationship for 10 years, we don't fight much and when we do it is always about the issue, it never escalates into name calling or other forms of abuse. I think I can't be the only male that has been abused on this site, are the egos keeping the other males away?
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