Any one else have the lingering feeling of guilt. I mean, you were once in love. You knew the good sides of them and what makes them hurt too. My abuser strangled me, almost to the point of death. I finally had the courage today to do something which resulted in a very calm arrest. But now I feel awful. Beyond awful, I feel so horrible that the man I still love is behind bars tonight. And potentially for a good chunk of his life. We had such great things going but the abuse just wasn’t stopping. I feel awful for jeopardizing his life, tearing him away from our dogs, and putting a stop to his running business. I love him. But he hurt me. And this is so fucking hard.
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