I was with a man who was abusive. When we got married, everything was perfect. But he became aggressive when I was pregnant with our son. He would get mad, yell and eventually hit me. He continued to physically hurt me, so I thought about leaving. Where would we go? Who would help me raise my baby? I stayed, and the abuse became worse. He started hitting me in spots where no one could see the bruises. I knew I had to leave when I was rushed to the emergency room with many broken bones. My friend picked me up and helped me contact emergency shelters. After my stay in the shelter, my case manager contacted Lydia’s House, and they had an open apartment.
