attached to his body! I was stern in my voice, and he knew it. He could not look me in the eye as he was ashamed of what he had done. Or so I thought…

Thankfully the physical acts of abuse stopped but the mental torture and emotional abuse started instead. Despite my resilience of the physical abuse the mental, emotional, and financial abuse would be much more difficult to fight on my own. I didn’t realise I was losing myself in the process as he worked his narcissistic ways to belittle me and make me a shadow of my former self.

One night I was rushed into hospital to have my appendix removed and he wasn’t anywhere to be found although I was in another country at the time. His phone was closed off which was unlike him. When he eventually did get in touch he was screaming