They were two young American kids, whom, in a rush, fell in love, or, so they thought...
From the onset of their fiery love, the girl noticed that her guy was a bit possessive, a bit obsessive, and had a temper to boot, but, she had always been able to calm him down, and then, things would be fine for a while...
They got married in a fever, not stopping to consider what lay ahead for them. She was a bartender at a popular spot which had live entertainment, and made good money. He did alright too with his tradesman job. If they had been more mature, things might have worked out for them...
After a while, his jealousy became unbearable. He suspected her of all sorts of wrongdoings, and quite frequently started problems at her place of work. The owner was a good person, who had had his share of marital problems over the years, and so, did not once interfere, rather he would take the guy aside, buy him a drink, and talk to him, which worked most of the time...
In the following months, the girl got so tired of his attitude that she told him she wanted a divorce, which caused violent fights between the two of them. He told her that if he could not have her, no one else would either. She had one child, and had taken on the responsibility of raising her teen aged Sister, therefore, really needing the money from the job she had, and did not want to lose it because of him...
She tried everything to keep their hostilities under wraps, private, and quiet, that it would not disturb the young ones, nor her colleagues. Then, one night...
There was a huge party at the bar, a reunion from another bar which used to be THE hot spot for entertainment. There were so many people there, she did not notice her husband in the corner, fumingly watching her, while drinking all night...
When the night was finished, she was one of the last to leave. Outside, he was waiting for her, but, made sure that everyone else was gone before he approached her. When he did approach her, she was scared. They got into a huge fight, and he put her in his car, beating her with a tire iron, then, he strangled her to near death. Despite all of this she managed to get out of the car, and was trying to run away when he hit her with the car, and ran over her. Somehow, during this time, someone had called the husbands Brother, and when he arrived, the girl was unconscious, but yet alive...
Putting her in his lap, he called 911. When the ambulance arrived, the Police were there, asking the Brother a million questions. The husband had taken off, leaving his wife for dead...
She did die, in the next hour or so in the hospital. The husband was apprehended in the next state, and brought back to face 1st degree murder, which he has plead not guilty to...
So sad, so wrong, so against the very core of love...
Many people knew of his violence towards her, and did nothing for her. This is a common fact in abuse cases. If someone, including his own Brother, had done something, this young lady would be here today, and would be happy...
Abusiveness quite often leads to death, and it must be stopped. The above story is true, it just happened recently in my neighborhood, the girl was only 28 years old, the husband 32. Love is not violence, love is not jealousy, love is nothing negative; it is goodness, wholesomeness, and shared happiness...
If you know someone who is suffering abuse, don't just let it happen, try to find a way to help, even if it is anonymously. No one deserves to wind up with this kind of pain, which scars forever, for some, and leads to loss of life for others. If you are being abused, get out of there! I know it is difficult to break the ties, and to possibly end up broke, homeless, and so forth, but, it is better than being beaten half to death, believe me, I know, as I am one who broke the curse of violence, and moved on, never to be with someone who isn't right again...
GOD be with people who are this violent, and their victims. It is one of the most confounding states of the human experience, and as I said, it has to be stopped. Such things as domestic violence are a community concern, and so, everyone should assist where they can. I was lucky, I am strong, I made it from being penniless, without a car, to rebuilding my life, for my Daughter and myself, and I haven't looked back. I am also lucky to not have emotional problems from these times. My face bears the scars, and my heart suffered for a while, but, life goes on, and I grew from the experience. Women need to help each other in such situations, as often, the fear of rejection is the deciding factor in these women removing themselves from danger... GOD bless...
From the onset of their fiery love, the girl noticed that her guy was a bit possessive, a bit obsessive, and had a temper to boot, but, she had always been able to calm him down, and then, things would be fine for a while...
They got married in a fever, not stopping to consider what lay ahead for them. She was a bartender at a popular spot which had live entertainment, and made good money. He did alright too with his tradesman job. If they had been more mature, things might have worked out for them...
After a while, his jealousy became unbearable. He suspected her of all sorts of wrongdoings, and quite frequently started problems at her place of work. The owner was a good person, who had had his share of marital problems over the years, and so, did not once interfere, rather he would take the guy aside, buy him a drink, and talk to him, which worked most of the time...
In the following months, the girl got so tired of his attitude that she told him she wanted a divorce, which caused violent fights between the two of them. He told her that if he could not have her, no one else would either. She had one child, and had taken on the responsibility of raising her teen aged Sister, therefore, really needing the money from the job she had, and did not want to lose it because of him...
She tried everything to keep their hostilities under wraps, private, and quiet, that it would not disturb the young ones, nor her colleagues. Then, one night...
There was a huge party at the bar, a reunion from another bar which used to be THE hot spot for entertainment. There were so many people there, she did not notice her husband in the corner, fumingly watching her, while drinking all night...
When the night was finished, she was one of the last to leave. Outside, he was waiting for her, but, made sure that everyone else was gone before he approached her. When he did approach her, she was scared. They got into a huge fight, and he put her in his car, beating her with a tire iron, then, he strangled her to near death. Despite all of this she managed to get out of the car, and was trying to run away when he hit her with the car, and ran over her. Somehow, during this time, someone had called the husbands Brother, and when he arrived, the girl was unconscious, but yet alive...
Putting her in his lap, he called 911. When the ambulance arrived, the Police were there, asking the Brother a million questions. The husband had taken off, leaving his wife for dead...
She did die, in the next hour or so in the hospital. The husband was apprehended in the next state, and brought back to face 1st degree murder, which he has plead not guilty to...
So sad, so wrong, so against the very core of love...
Many people knew of his violence towards her, and did nothing for her. This is a common fact in abuse cases. If someone, including his own Brother, had done something, this young lady would be here today, and would be happy...
Abusiveness quite often leads to death, and it must be stopped. The above story is true, it just happened recently in my neighborhood, the girl was only 28 years old, the husband 32. Love is not violence, love is not jealousy, love is nothing negative; it is goodness, wholesomeness, and shared happiness...
If you know someone who is suffering abuse, don't just let it happen, try to find a way to help, even if it is anonymously. No one deserves to wind up with this kind of pain, which scars forever, for some, and leads to loss of life for others. If you are being abused, get out of there! I know it is difficult to break the ties, and to possibly end up broke, homeless, and so forth, but, it is better than being beaten half to death, believe me, I know, as I am one who broke the curse of violence, and moved on, never to be with someone who isn't right again...
GOD be with people who are this violent, and their victims. It is one of the most confounding states of the human experience, and as I said, it has to be stopped. Such things as domestic violence are a community concern, and so, everyone should assist where they can. I was lucky, I am strong, I made it from being penniless, without a car, to rebuilding my life, for my Daughter and myself, and I haven't looked back. I am also lucky to not have emotional problems from these times. My face bears the scars, and my heart suffered for a while, but, life goes on, and I grew from the experience. Women need to help each other in such situations, as often, the fear of rejection is the deciding factor in these women removing themselves from danger... GOD bless...
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