I guess I will start at the beginning. I am 20 years old. I am a senior in college, graduating in December. I have always been the "smart girl" except for when it came to one thing. I met him when I was 13 years old. It was puppy love... Everything was wonderful for 4 years... Then it started. I started being abused...both emotionally and physically, at the age of 17. It is almost hard to believe now. He told me I was ugly, stupid, and that no one else would want me. I can't understand for the life of me why I ever believed him. From the outside looking in, my life seems wonderful. 20 year old, blonde sorority girl... Wonderful family... No one would ever know that I was given my first black eye and busted lip by my boyfriend. I don't even know what started it. For the longest time I kept thinking that it was something that I was doing...That I needed to change. For almost 4 years, I let myself believe that. I finally broke it off with him...It took so much. He hurt me so much that I eventually just got used to it. Used to the pain, used to the tears. The physical stuff just stopped bothering me...until he almost killed me. He wrapped his fingers around my neck so tight that I lost consciousness. A few more seconds and he could have killed me. I just want reassurance that I am not stupid...That I am smart for my choice. No one knows what he did to me, and I can't tell them. They all say I am crazy for leaving him...but they just don't understand. I feel like no one understands!!!!!!
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