Diary of Abuse by a Loved One Chapter 4 Page 11

this woman’s death. Something changed in me. This time it felt different. This time something in me was awoken since this woman’s death and something in me wanted to live…to really live and not just exist as I had been.

It didn’t take me long to think of a plan – I would move abroad, or pretend to move abroad and then fly back to the UK and move to an isolated place in Scotland. I knew he wouldn’t leave me to be alone. I knew he would hunt me down wherever I went.

I could perhaps change my looks with wigs or change my name. I had spoken to a close friend of mine and told her my plans and initially she just laughed in my face… when she realised, I was being serious though she decided I needed to stick it out and face him and tell him the