The next day I was home with my new cast. I never broken anything in my life and I was upset that it happened from my ex boyfriend beating me up. Just the thought of him doing this to me makes me so mind blown. This wasn't his first time hurting me, but it was the first time he put me in the hospital from it. Its crazy to think that I used to love him so much.
He was my first boyfriend and we started dating in 6th grade. I remember the first time he hit me. Again it was a stupid reason but he said he was sorry and I forgave him. That was a mistake on my part, I didn't deserve to be hit. No one deserves to be hit. Believe it or not I started to realize that it was a serious thing after a year of being with him. When I left him I was happy and sad at the same time. Of course happy because I wasn't being hit every other day, but also sad because he was my first boyfriend and I loved him when he didn't hurt me.
As I got older I realized that him hurting me was not acceptable anymore. I then broke up with him and he wasn't happy about that. He said he loved me, but honestly I think he just wanted me to stay so he could take out his anger on me. I then told my mom all that he has done to me. She was upset that I never told anyone and let him do this to me but also proud that I decided to leave him.
Mike wasn't fully out of my life though. I still seen him everyday in school, but he never bothered to hurt or even talk to me. We went a month without talking to each other and honestly it was one of the best months in my life. I focused more on school,I hung out with friends and family more, but most importantly I was not being abused. I remember one day he came up to me and telling me he was moving. I didn't say anything to him I just kind of starred not knowing what to say. I was actually happy that he was going to fully be out of my life.
At least that's what I thought...look at me now hurt, again.
