aint_my_type
I was force to get married to a guy who was twice my age, who abused me almost every night, physical and sexually , everyday I would wake with my head throbbing with pain, my muscles weak just like my inner soul, there would be bruises, burn patches on my skin. I was sick and tired of life, all I wanted was my death. Living for me was a waste, I belonged in a strict and sternly family which I found out that I was adopted a day before my marriage, my only appreciation for them was that they allowed me to study. I'm a person who doesn't tell people the pain and feeling they have, since I knew how to write, I wrote it all in my diary. My life was fulfilled with darkness until a dot of light appeared in my life and that dot of light was Mr.Ayah