PTSD is going to be the death of me!!!
Aside from the regular bashings in my head which often led to me being knocked out, he would strangle me, hold his butcher knives to my throat while threatening to kill me, try to run me over with a car, swing at my face with a hammer just after he knocked me out, kick me in the kidneys, bash my head against a concrete brick wall or whatever was close by like a table or whatever, he even kick me over and over in the head one night that it led to me fitting for an entire night where I could barely breathe or move, he even tried to stomp my head in but i was on a couch so he didn’t get much of a good angle and I cradled my head in my arms so reduce the impact and that’s just what i can remember in this moment while I type.
