He Took My Happiness

Dear WISY:

Today marks the anniversary of the saddest day of my life.  I don’t usually talk about this but I am in so much pain and I just need to let it out and speak about it openly and truthfully and I can’t do that with the people I know.

Last year, on this day, I was supposed to preparing for the birth of my child in a few weeks.  I was so excited and my house was ready to welcome the new addition.  My husband was excited too. Every day he came home and rubbed my belly and expressed how happy he was. He was the best father-to-be on the planet in my eyes.  

However, his excitement was all an act.  You see, my husband (now ex-husband) was living a double life.  He was already a father to three young children and he kept them and their mother hidden away from me in a huge house overlooking the ocean.  This man is so sick that he would drive me by the house and ask if I liked the house and if I could ever see myself living there.  Each time, I would imagine myself in that house living with my husband and future children.

His acts of adultery and trickery were terrible but I could get over all of that with the distraction of a new baby but he took that from me too.  One night he came home and his smell was odd.  It was a mixture that caused me to become nauseous and I went immediately to the bathroom.  He came in and pushed my head into the toilet.  He hit my head on the seat until I passed out.  The rest of the ordeal I had to learn from my health records and the doctors who could stand to deliver such tragic news.  He beat me so bad that I had two black eyes, a broken nose and jaw, missing and broken teeth.  Patches of hair were pulled from my head and the worst of all; he kicked me repeatedly in the back and stomach until he killed our baby.  I had to be taken to the hospital for an emergency surgery.  

The weirdest thing is, he took me to the hospital and told them everything.  He was arrested and taken away to jail.  I haven’t seen or heard from him since and I have since moved from that town and I am trying to get a visa to America to be with my cousins.  I cannot live here anymore with these people who look like him and remind me of him.

I just wanted to talk about it today.

Thank you.