This blog is not going to be about me and the abuse I endured on and off during my marriage. Believe it or not, every single time I think about the things I went through I can’t stop crying. I know I have become a very strong and tough woman; but, I still break down when I remember those very dark days in my life. I guess after all these years those memories still affect me today and I honestly want to kick myself in the ass for not taking action and calling for help. I hope someday I’ll get the courage to write in detail about the abuse I suffered; so, perhaps others can learn from my mistakes.
The jail visits where dying down and it was probably around 2pm. I was standing outside the jail, right next to a tree in the police station parking lot. All of the sudden, I saw two women in a small sedan. They came into the parking lot driving really fast and parked at the only space available in the lot facing a divider wall. This parking lot is very small and it’s also the parking lot for the local library and I guess on this day, it was busy.