My name is Ruth. I am lucky to be alive. But am I. You see, I survived years of torture at the hands of my husband. But now what I know is that the torture is nothing compared to what the system does when you get out.
If you have kids, don't leave unless someone can help save you and your kids. Men like my husband will come after you and kill your loved ones. I've had to bury so many dead since the restraining order. If you don't want to bury the dead don't leave. Find another way out.
In this blog, I will be showing you letters and diary pages of what it is like to be abused. Yet the beatings and the near death experiences are not half as bad as what happens to you when you leave. That's redundant but you must understand it's true.
