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A STRANGER IN MY HOUSE

Where do I begin? A million dollar question with not even a penny for your thoughts and no dollar for a dream. Everything faded years after marrying the man I thought was the man of my dreams. Eight years ago, I stood before you a beautiful, strong, independent woman who wasn’t looking for love, but was so glad love found me. We dated and got to know each other, so I thought,
and eventually got married
and had a child. Somewhere
the signs changed and I missed
the signs. I guess the blurred
lines of being in love had me
confused or delirious and
naively thinking that this man
will never raise his hand to hit
me, yell or do any of those
things not associated with the
word “LOVE”. Don’t
misunderstand me, just like
every love story, it all started
out great. You couldn’t tell me
nothing about the man that I
have. This great specimen. I
never put him before God, but
I held him close to God. We
lived happily, raising our
daughter and started turning a
house into a home. People say
that you shouldn’t always listen
to women’s intuition, but most
times, I think it is usually right.
Unfortunately, when it comes
to matters of the heart, we
cannot control who we fall in
love with, but we can control
who we continuously allow to
hurt us. Well with that being
said, I continuously put my best
foot forward and stuck to my vows “For Richer, For Poorer. For Better, For Worse. Until Death Do Us Part.” The sad part is I didn’t realize what that meant until I woke up in the hospital bruised, cut and scarred. I stayed through the financial troubles, because who does not have financial troubles every now and then. I stayed through the better and the worst, because not every day will be sunny and blue and like the song says “Can You Stand The Rain!” I stayed until, oh hell no, I left after the near death do us part, because at that time, I realized my life was worth more than what I was valuing it. I realized then there is a “Stranger In My House.” At that point, with my life flashing before my eyes, I saw I
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