update to hating my life and husband
it finally happened, today he grabbed me and dragged me and shoved me to the floor. My 4 year old was screaming at the top of his lungs, saying stop, and crying. I was trying to grab my phone to call the police, but it all happened so fast I was in shock after and just scooped up my older child and made sure he was okay. My husband later justified his actions saying he thought I was “doing something to our son in the bathroom” which I very clearly wasn’t and would never do anything to harm him. He was crying because he didn’t want to have a bath.
Not sure where this leaves me, not sure where to look, realizing I should’ve left years ago, but I’m stuck now. Shelters are full, and none would take me and my kids and my dog. I’m at a loss.