All kidding aside Frakenstang, Men that hit women are a disgrace. Men like that give all of us a bad name, not all men are like that. Honestly, I would never even think of laying a hand on my wife, no matter what the circumstances, a real man would not do that...
I am glad to see that you were smart enough to get yourself out of that situation.
Word. It just pisses me off when guys (usually the ones who give other guys a bad name) blame everything on the woman no matter what they hear. I know the truth and that's all that matters.
Here's an example of what I went thru:
One night, he came home tweekin'. There was nobody in the house but me and my 2 kids, 1 and 3. Well, he came in sure there was a guy there, hiding cause he was sure I was cheating on him. lmao I was not. He tore the house apart, including my kids rooms. He also drug me by the hair thru out the house. It was 2 story so I was drug up and down the stairs a couple times. This **** went on for 3 or 4 hours. He called the cops because this "other man" was also a burglar. LOL, tweekers...

Eventually I escaped with my kids under my arms. I jumped in my car (1980 Mercury Capri 5.0 link in sig lol) tried to drive away but he jumped on the hood trying to pull the windshield off. I lost all reason at that point. I floored it. Tires smoking, no traction, lmao, I took off down the street, tweeker on hood. Hey, great Idea! Slammed on the breaks, tweeker flies off car, gets up right away. Obviously oblivious to pain. He screams, "You're dead!" I scream, "not this time ****er!" I hit the gas aiming straight for him. Of course he jumps out of the way. LOL By that time, the cops are there. They heard him threaten my life.

I explained my predicament, showed them my injuries, the destroyed house. He goes to jail and I'm instructed to go home and park my car, take my kids inside. I was lucky they weren't *******s. LOL I should have gone to jail too but one of them had been to our house before so he knew. LOL
He also tried to hold me down and shoot meth in my arm once. He wanted me to see what its like. Oh, I lost my MIND on that one. He didn't succeed. My kids were watching.
And then this one time, at band camp, he came home in the middle of the night and woke me up telling me to give him my food stamps so he could sell them for cash to buy more speed. I said no. Ended up with a black eye over that one... Ever been punched in the face while laying in bed half asleep? Fun times...
.........and before anyone says anything about me being on food stamps, I got them cause he couldn't keep a job and I had 2 babies to take care of. I have had a good job and haven't been on welfare since '94. Thank you.
