Getting hurt, by someone who vowed to love and protect me, was something I never thought would happen to me. But it did, and even after I thought I escaped that monster, I found out that I really didn’t, because it doesn’t matter how much I wished it to be possible, or how much I prayed for him to go away, he wouldn’t leave me, at least not alive.

I battled him night, and day, afraid of running into another man who wouldn’t value me, or didn’t I have any value left after what he’d done.

I thought God turned his back on me, that my days of blessings ended the day I said ‘I do’.

Turns out he didn’t, he sent me an angel to help shoulder my burdens and chase all my demons away, only I don’t know if I have it in me to accept him, or if I’m past the point of deserving happiness and I should let him go.