I came out of an abusive marriage, only to be drawn in by my brother's best friend growing up, who was also my pastor's son. I thought it was too good to be true, and it was. He became verbally abusive, but would make up for it so well that I overlooked it. Then, over Memorial Day weekend of last year, he lit into me with physical abuse like I've never experienced. It was like a bomb went off, and he was a monster. He imprisoned me in his condo for three days that seemed like an eternity. To be with someone I had loved and trusted and felt safe with and was going to marry, and then have them turn on me in such a way, was a nightmare beyond anything I've ever known. He hit me, threw me, punched me, choked me, threatened to kill me by throwing me off a boat into a 600-ft lake, then off of his balcony, called me every name possible, and spit in my face ten too many times. Then he held me hostage, attempting to extort money from me or my family. I escaped miraculously, but the worst is that he had me so emotionally controlled that he convinced me NOT to press charges. My family took me to the police, but the sherrif's office in his town chose not to get him in the first 24 hours. Now it's going on a year. I don't even know if I can still do anything, but I still can't get over the nightmare, and HE'S still free, with an 11-yr-old son he gets on weekends. Please give me some advice as to whether I should still press charges. I feel guilty, sickly so, that I would be turning HIS life upside down when he doesn't expect it. I also promised I would NEVER press charges. Is it too late now? Should I act on this or move on with life?
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