Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 2 Page 12

through. Perhaps all of the pain and hurt he inflicted on me was his way of not coping with the demands of his job? Perhaps it had been me who was in the wrong? Perhaps, I should have been more understanding that being a man in this time and age was difficult because of all the pressures that lay on top of his head? Perhaps I needed to understand that marriage can be difficult, and this is one of the many acts of what we call a bump in the road that I ought to dismiss this incident and put it at the back of my mind?

Sometimes… I simply couldn’t.

Either way I was grateful that we were moving forward, and we were doing it together.

The evening meal was lovely, and it felt good to be sat in a restaurant with others being fine dined and looked after; but that’s