I Didn't See It Coming . . .
When I met my husband, he couldn't do enough for me. He was wonderful. But as soon as the vows were taken he changed, slowly and subtly at first, then it sped up and became more obvious. He isolated me from my friends and my family. He constantly criticized me and called me terrible names. Finally, he started pushing and shoving sometimes. Then, one night when I went to get in bed, he said "I guess I am going to jail tonight because I am going to kill you." He was very calm like he was saying that he was going to get a glass of water. Before I could budge, he grabbed me by the hair, jerked my head back, and put a K-Bar (military knife) to my throat and started cursing me. Then he started acting like he was going to stab me in the chest. I tried to fight him off with my legs, and that's the only place I got cut. Then, suddenly he stopped, got up and got dressed, and told me he was going to the police station to turn himself in. That was in November, and I am still riding out the storm with attorneys, the criminal justice system, and everything else that comes along with it. But I will make it, and be a better person without him.