My abuse started at birth. I left on the day I turned 18 & got into a "real" relationship (So I thought @ the time) & took another 17 years of abuse from my husband. I had to run to the other end of the state to escape him & all of his many "friends". To this day the fool still attempts to jab me with lies from his own perspective of his abuse on me & our child (now almost 40!). I got into heavy drugs & learned to enjoy the pain of abuse. Strange as it sounds, I was freed by taking myself & allowing others to take me to the edge of death & insanity. It worked for me, but I would never advise someone else to follow in my footsteps. I am in the process of writing a book about my experiences, so I won't give too many details of the things I had to experience to get to today. I'm just glad I'm still here!