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lynnehelen
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Also, my husband is a terrorist. He has used our marriage and my illness to keep up the appearance of a normal life. I can’t go into the details. He controlled my mind through forcing me to tell him pornographic fantasies when I was having difficulty even speaking. This made me fear all men and isolated me. He brainwashed me.
Through forgiveness, I understood that he probably took control of my mother also. And I realized that I have let my son take the punishment. I stood back when he abused him because there was nothing I could do. I called 9-1-1 about a hundred times and the Department of Children and Families again and again. He slit my throat in court–got a restraining order against me that allowed me to live at hom but prevented me from taking my son to a shelter again, which I had done twice. My parents helped him.
He has a charming personality. He is also deadly. I told the cops a long time ago about the terrorist act., but they disregarded it becaue of my history. Recently, as my son has grown older and I have grown less afraid, I made the report again. Finally I called 911 again and brought it up again and got tasered. I had also thrown a cup of coffee in my son’s face because he was beating me to try to keep me from calling 911. I was scared. My husband had threatened to throw a party in the house. I was off medication because I couldn’t afford it.
Now, please don’t write me off, now, I also have some brain damage from the tasering as well as from the suicide attempt a year and a half ago (my husband told me to after I begged him to kill me because of my suffering, and I fought off the idea because I just wanted help and knew there wasn’t any, but finally caved in during an extremely desperate situation when absolutely everything hit the fan, and took a large overdose.) I had given up thinking about suicide when my son was born, of course, and promised myself never to go back to it again.
I am realizing that it is my husband who has been in control of this situation. Some people can see you in their mind’s eye. He took control of my mind through the sex.
This is on a hopeful note, as he was finally served with the divorce papers through my son, which deterred him from throwing him, my son, out of the house on his 18th birthday. I am afraid to hope that I am free of this man. I love my son. My husband fell over drunk at 4 in the morning around last Christmas and got a head injury and now he is easier to pin down. He is trying to use it for cover by now I can see his mind working–someitmes–or at least, that it is. Before, all you could see was boyish charm.
Please pray for my son’s safety, as my husband has involved my mother in his problems at school and she doesn’t know any better. I have prayed for restoration. I prayed that he would be caught, but then I just prayed for restoration from what I have gone through with him, according to the Lord’s will.
He is saying he will ignore the divorce papers and leave town. I don’t know what to expect. I am fighting spiritual warfare as they all–my husband, my father, and my mother, attack me in my mind and through your prayers it has come to a head, tonight.
Please pray for my strength and courage and fortitude in holding on to the Lord through this night and knowing and holding to his will. It is a healing. It has to happen. It is arduous, painful, and difficult.
Through forgiveness, I understood that he probably took control of my mother also. And I realized that I have let my son take the punishment. I stood back when he abused him because there was nothing I could do. I called 9-1-1 about a hundred times and the Department of Children and Families again and again. He slit my throat in court–got a restraining order against me that allowed me to live at hom but prevented me from taking my son to a shelter again, which I had done twice. My parents helped him.
He has a charming personality. He is also deadly. I told the cops a long time ago about the terrorist act., but they disregarded it becaue of my history. Recently, as my son has grown older and I have grown less afraid, I made the report again. Finally I called 911 again and brought it up again and got tasered. I had also thrown a cup of coffee in my son’s face because he was beating me to try to keep me from calling 911. I was scared. My husband had threatened to throw a party in the house. I was off medication because I couldn’t afford it.
Now, please don’t write me off, now, I also have some brain damage from the tasering as well as from the suicide attempt a year and a half ago (my husband told me to after I begged him to kill me because of my suffering, and I fought off the idea because I just wanted help and knew there wasn’t any, but finally caved in during an extremely desperate situation when absolutely everything hit the fan, and took a large overdose.) I had given up thinking about suicide when my son was born, of course, and promised myself never to go back to it again.
I am realizing that it is my husband who has been in control of this situation. Some people can see you in their mind’s eye. He took control of my mind through the sex.
This is on a hopeful note, as he was finally served with the divorce papers through my son, which deterred him from throwing him, my son, out of the house on his 18th birthday. I am afraid to hope that I am free of this man. I love my son. My husband fell over drunk at 4 in the morning around last Christmas and got a head injury and now he is easier to pin down. He is trying to use it for cover by now I can see his mind working–someitmes–or at least, that it is. Before, all you could see was boyish charm.
Please pray for my son’s safety, as my husband has involved my mother in his problems at school and she doesn’t know any better. I have prayed for restoration. I prayed that he would be caught, but then I just prayed for restoration from what I have gone through with him, according to the Lord’s will.
He is saying he will ignore the divorce papers and leave town. I don’t know what to expect. I am fighting spiritual warfare as they all–my husband, my father, and my mother, attack me in my mind and through your prayers it has come to a head, tonight.
Please pray for my strength and courage and fortitude in holding on to the Lord through this night and knowing and holding to his will. It is a healing. It has to happen. It is arduous, painful, and difficult.