I survived the hearing. I told the truth, shared my proof, and the judge saw right through the lies and delusions of the abuser. I no longer have to deal with this evil excuse of a person. My friends and I all burst out crying as soon as we left the courtroom. We cried and sobbed and hugged and held on to each other with relief as it hit us and washed through us. That was how powerful all this was for us. For me. It’s not quite as much justice for Dad as I feel there should be, but I am free of the abuser. She can’t keep trying to destroy my life.
I can actually get back to living now and heal.
Never be afraid to fight for yourself. Never be afraid to speak up against abuse. I did for far to long living in fear and trapped. It’s not easy. Not easy at all. This has been a very long nightmare. Reach out- there are local programs usually to help with legal and such in abuse situations. Reach out to your community and to friends. There are allies. But it starts with speaking out.
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