Wow, I had no words for a moment after reading this. I went to check out the rest of your blog and found even more horrible stories. You are one hell of a woman to make it out of something like that, more than once. I recognize a lot of what you tell us here. Personally, I am always a very good judge of character, especially when it comes to people others deal with. However, when it comes to my relationships: not so much. I've had more than one abusive relationship in my life, physically, mentally and both. Nothing was ever as bad as your story. But still bad. My eldest daughter's dad was an alcoholic and (from your first story) what you told us in an earlier story, your mother's behavior reminds me a lot of him. I got out when I was 3 months pregnant. To this day I believe that my daughter saved my life. It was only because I now was responsible for another life that I decided to leave him. If it weren't for her, I probably would have stayed and either gotten killed, or would have ended up killing him...My last relationship was more of a mental abuse kind. I got out of that when I was 8 months pregnant. I've been happily single with my 4 kids since. I have a lot of respect for you and I am glad that you're still here with us and even though you went through so much, had another chance to happiness. The photo of you with Bryan shows a big difference with before (and I'm not just talking about the bruises) it shows you happy, and I love it. Thank you for sharing your story. I am in awe with your courage to write it all down and show us your rough past. You have a new follower! Shine on and Steem on! ❤️️