I never told anyone about calling 911 because I was ashamed of my actions. Feeling like a foolish child, I watched the police walk out my door and I was left alone with him, unprotected. I wished I had cuts and bruises to show them that night. In my hallway I listened as they said “it was nothing, just a domestic dispute” in the police radio. The words left me with such shame and I never felt more alone as I faced an intensely angry husband who made me promise to never take such action again. Continue reading “Believing I Was Alone”