The battered girlfriend

This is a long story so if your interested, GET READY...Four years ago I got involved with the wrong crowd.... I had what i thought was a totally awesome boyfriend, we will call Gage. We partied, drank, and did drugs. It started out as what i thought was alright at the time. We moved in together and things still seemes alright until the day he lightly slapped me in the face for back talking him in an argument. It didnt dawn on me then. I thought it was just a reaction. Well a few weeks later the light slap went to violently pinching and pushing. I should have gotten the point but i thought i loved him. SO i stayed. The weeks went on and the arguments got worse. so did the abuse AND the pitiful excuses for WHY he did it. Me being a nieve little girl who thought "he would change" and that i loved Gage, once again i stayed. Then i found out i was two months pregnant. As we all know Pregnancy is an emotional state for a woman. So i lost my temper with Gage one day and tried to walk away. He grabbed me and i screamed. He commensed to Throwing me against the car and covering my mouth. I pushed him away and jumped into the car and he followed me. He got on top of me and strangled me until my eyes began to water. Luckily he let go, but slapped me four times in the face before regaining his cool and walking away. He said he would stop and i believed him. Not three days later, He pulled the same stunt again. He was bullying me so i screamed. He tried to strangle me in his mothers back yard. A neighbor heard me scream and came down to see what was wrong. He let me go. Me being pregnant I had to do something for the sake of my child so that day i left and never came back.....seven months later I had my son, Tate. When he was three months old, after debating with myself about it, i called Gage up to see his son. I figured if nothing else would change him, a child would because it changed me so much. I stopped smoking, doing drugs and drinking all together. I hoped it would do the same for him. At first everything was fine. He acted normal. He didnt lose his temper. We moved in together and were talking about getting married. I found out i was pregnant again..... I realized things were not right when he started smoking weed in the house. It went from there to other things. Then his attitude worsened again. Gage started doing little things to Tate because he knew they would make me mad. He would shake the bed while tate was sleeping. He would get mad at me and Take Tates blanket away so he would get cold while he was sleeping.... I should have walked out then. But i didnt. I asked him to watch my Tate while i took a shower. Tate was crying because he was so tired and wanted his mommy. I was not going to take long because i knew that. Well i heard a thump against the wall and Gage screaming "Shut the **** up!" Knowing what was probably happening, i jumped out of the shower and just threw some clothes on while i was running to rescue Tate. At first Gage refused to hand him to me, but he let go of him. As i turned to walk away, Gage grabbed me by my Bra. I turned to make him let go and he grabbed me by my throat and pushed me. Tate and i hit the floor full force. I was terrified. So i talked to my parents. The next day while Gage was gone to his mothers, Tate and i packed up and left..... Gage showed up at my parents house beating on the door and screaming through the window. My dad walked to the door with a gun and my mom called the sheriff.... five months passed and i had my second son, Justice. He called two weeks after i had my son and yes i talked to him but only to tell him he could not see us. I have not heard from him since. I am still drug and alcohol free I have my boys and my boys have their mother to love them. My point of this story ladies is There is so much out there to live for. Dont let an abusive man bring you down. You deserve so much more than that. Pick yourself up because the only thing keeping you down is YOU. Find yourself. Find your strength and Do whats right for you. Look out for number one girls. The grass REALLY is greener on the other side. Battery is no way to live, especailly if you have children. They come first. children are the innocence in this world. Protect our children.