I was in exactly the same position as you many years ago happy days for my daughter was all I cared about but inside I was nothing ,empty ,going through the motions of pretending to be happy covering bruises with makeup etc if I didn’t have that smile continuously painted on my face I know my daughter would sense it plus I would get serious harm from him again we managed to escape one day when the coast was clear in the back of a friends car laying down under blankets that memory has stayed with us but it was the beginning of a whole new free life for us which started in a woman’s refuge where we stayed for nearly a year ,you are not stupid or an idiot you are on here speaking to us this takes strength my dear which I’m sure an idiot or someone stupid couldn’t do ,your cycle of shit needs to be broken lets make that happen ,break that shit ,start breaking it now ,sending much love to you my dear this is my first post so I hope I’ve written something positive ,its taken me (detail removed by moderator) years and the leaving of my past shit anniversary is coming up, phew ive done it
