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Today is my 20th birthday. My boyfriend said he had a surprise for me after I got home from seeing my family. There was no surprise. No gift. Nothing. He did hit me though.

At 19 years of age I was in the winter of my life. My two year relationship was spiraling out of control and I felt powerless to stop it. What was once filled with love and infatuation now left me with bruises and busted lips. There was no leaving. We were confined to the same house. It used to be a home before all love was lost. I had a million people telling me to leave and no one telling me to stay. Infidelity took over on his part and because of it I became a miserable bitch. He slaps my face and in the same motion screams "I love you Lexi!" into my ringing ears. His hands cover my mouth so I can't verbally respond, but my tears provide some sort of reply. He throws my things on the ground and I watch them shatter and dash across the floor in the same manner in which my dreams did. I find myself crying spontaneously, thinking of him kissing another girl the same way he once kissed me. As he pulled the wool over my eyes he whispers "I love you", making me oblivious for the time being. "I love you, too" I say through busted lips and swollen eyes.

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Born to be a martyr for women in abusive relationships.

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God help me i can't go on any longer

My boyfriend has cheated on me before, calls me names I won't repeat, beats me and goes to strip clubs until 2:30 in the morning. I know the obvious answer is leave but I love him so much God help me please

I was in an abusive relationship. I gave him the world and he gave me ugly words and empty promises. He broke my heart but only after robbing me blind of my money, my belongings, and my happiness. I met a man that gifted me the world as I had only seen on small screens. I felt as feminine and graceful as Hepburn. I went on dates, walked the inside of sidewalks, sat in chairs that had been pulled and entered only through open doorways. And then I was pulled back into the arms of the one who hurt me. I cried of happiness to be reunited. I forgave him of all his sins. I rejected the one who made me feel valuable. Discoveries of infidelity, lies, and hurtful words followed our reunion. Now I cry myself to sleep every night, cursing myself for returning as he lays sleeping on the pillow next to me. I am the reason chivalry is dead. I rejected a man worthy of only the best. And for that, I remain in an abusive relationship. I am sorry, Scott. Thank you for allowing me to feel worthy and like a woman. I am forever grateful.

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