Well...today I have quietly started packing a little at a time. That way my husband doesn't realize what I am doing. My best friend is helping me out trying to find a job in the sly. But it seems that everytime I get an interview, my husband finds out and won't let me go. Things are getting worse. Instead of fighting every 3 days, we fight everyday. I have a year old beagle. My husband punched him and then threw him down the hallway for peeing on the rug. He has been limping for a week now. My mother is going to take him to the vet tomorrow to make sure his leg is not broke because he refuses to pay for it. He threatened to shot me the other day. How can men one day tell you that they love you and the next say such mean things to you? How can anyone hurt another? I have never said such things to my worst enemies.
I just want to thank eveyone who responded. It helps out a lot knowing people are out there to support you. Oh...I am in Virginia for the people who wanted to know.
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