Rebel to Redeemed: The End of Hell
After three years in an abusive relationship, I had no doubt I was living in hell. There were times when arguing with Duncan his eyes grew so black, that I wondered if it was Duncan…
After three years in an abusive relationship, I had no doubt I was living in hell. There were times when arguing with Duncan his eyes grew so black, that I wondered if it was Duncan…
By October, the relationship with Duncan had deteriorated and once again I attempted to leave. I’d not talked with Mama in over three years. I would call my aunt or grandmother about once a year…
I’d finally surrendered to God, asked His forgiveness and for Him to come into my heart and life. I wish I could tell you that “POOF” everything changed, but it didn’t. The return trip home…
By summer 2008 life had become very difficult. Nothing I did was right for Duncan and Mary. I’d been through numerous jobs and I had no friends. I was living on an emotional roller coaster…
The abuse only escalated and with it my self-esteem and self-confidence were slowly eroded. In time I lost everything I had. I was all alone and had no one to turn, other than to Duncan*…