I had to author insane 8 months to get rid of a bad husband silver

When I was 24 years old, has a man than I was nine years old, the pursuit of flirting. He is the home to well-off, have decent work, dress always dashing, talk filled the word should mean my parents are demanding. Under the urging of the two parties, we married when learn and love each other for a year.

But, taken together, I know about the true nature of her husband. Outside the uk venture leaders how much worse you home, then silver the time course. He enjoys tucking a horde you tattoos, dress pits. Every time go get drunk once he drunk. Say about, I will họe ganglion, cooking slowly, I said I don't know take care man, drunk and ready for my ear pain điếng baht. The meantime, I just cried, just cleaning up what I started. He spit it out down the blanket, when I'm not finished, cleanup húi lúi I pissed my bike fell on indiscriminate heap chúi. I cry, I'll hold me cry, name-calling.

The minute you go on drinking without me in the House, he would smash all of what you see in the House. There are times I throw the couch do televisions mid-air rupture. To come when I return then just clean up, just hear the name-calling of mine yelled at my husband.

When not drunk, I'm an artist. What is the friends you have to have. That's how I have to salt to meet mother-in-law to ask for money for this purchase you buy. Each time, so I yelled at, have a husband mother times, she had her time, for not giving up. Times would bring the money back, then I don't persecute, if not for the mother-in-law, you caught me out rice that day.

With you for two years, my endurance has gone over the limit. So, I put the divorce. I can't believe my husband tear right, simple and thrown in my face. You say you do not divorce, divorce damages his reputation. Now you're into reach, how many people admired, he will not let me spoil the good part you are building.

Thus, there was hurt, I was calling my mother goodbye and look to the death for the rescue. But my mother's voice very graciously asked me to not dare you made my mother more sad. Then there was one time I accidentally hear what someone is mad because her husband's adultery. So I was inspired to make you disgusted I, forced to leave me. From there, I decided to author insane.

At first, I pretended narrating throughout the day, do not go to work, Cook , then for real salty to punish her husband. When her husband, cackling laugh that I don't hug crying face as before. At first, my husband startled fear. A week later, he started to worry. You can't beat fucking me, instead of yelling at you take care of me by return to cooking, washing clothes, don't let me touch on something else.

I see you also interested me more, the proof is in the House, the sharp objects such as knives, scissors ... are you taking off carefully above. Electric drive are both paste adhesive tape. Microwave ovens, irons and other electrical appliances are distilled into the room containing the map and then lock the door. Gas cookers are also England tighten makes me want to cook nor opened. I understand you are probably afraid of me cause injury to themselves or unintentionally burned home.

I'm still crazy fake wherever though when he was going to do, because I'm afraid he put the camera or go home. I don't bathe and chopstick dinner spoons are not used as always that hand picking. What do you say then pretend saying talking back, occasionally sing or dance back in the House. Even as to believe, I still get trees poking lip paint all over the place, it would also be the last red lips to sneering.

A few months later, I'm crazy like fake illness increasingly heavy. There are nights, I peed the bed causing the stomach abdominal press my husband screamed. He moved me to another room to sleep. Be near a month, he said her husband, with her mother away to see. Just seeing her, I took the plunge to record jacket pocket and shouted: "don't give money as he did, his mother get money out, hurry up ...". My husband's mother's panic, she runs away in a hurry, let me hold my hand. And then my husband know dad. He just yelled at my husband: "You suffice then baby, eat in German Interior too...". And then he said you take me to the hospital for treatment.

My husband as an artist, you don't want to take me to Institute fear other people knowing. He said he would treat me at home. He started to spend more time with me than, even for bathing. Each bath, I'll obliterate filled soap bubbles up, face up, into the mouth. The first few I endure, once bothered too, England play Bangladesh on the back I made me burn burning. I cry just cry, just fucking happened. From mad at fake identification, I was no longer afraid of him hitting me again. After that, you can't beat me any more, but also leave no bath for me again that just pushed me into the bathroom, the shower. At this point, I'm just through the speakers and toilet door yelling out claims.

Author insane too long, I don't know really or are crazy anymore. I like what do you do yours, let your eyes. There are day meal, I blew off the whole soup bowls on the table to toss. He hit me, I fight back. From there, you just gave me a bowl of rice and I sat away from him to eat. Not enough food no continental refrigerator, I have something to eat, I eat it all. Ate, I throw around you clean up.

Is 7 months, I saw you start slacking. You look quite old. He hugged me and cried. I know maybe you have regrets, but I was still determined to get rid of him. To May 8th, I call my mother and tell everything. (Because I'm far so normal I also rarely go home).

Parents rush up to, just to see her, I had to hug the gently now and crying: "mom, my headaches, facial pain, the mother to the child about to...". My mother hugged me and crying, and then she yelled at you're ruthless, brute, worse. Parents blame you accidentally, irresponsible, to me ill without giving away the Institute ... Then, she insisted I take home claims.

I also agree, I inducted parents 50 million money for my hospital charges. You say you are going to visit me when to arrange the work, thanks to my mother-I care for you. At the moment my husband's attitude is completely different than when you swing your hands to hit me. And it made me have a loose cannon.

I got out of that House with the body panels because 6 kg lost weight not eating sufficiently, along with some old clothes, food of the dowry and 50 million in hospital fees for the husband. In addition, nothing else. I thought I was rid of that life. Maybe divorce and soon will also be moved to my home but this time why I find myself cruel? Should I talk with my husband frank and unilaterally taken out of court on the grounds that the couple is not in harmony. If you do not agree, I could use evidence of domestic violence to take uncompromising reasons?

Thank you to everyone who has read the mind and share with me!