Don't worry My Son Mommy Will Take The Pain Away ( Complete ) [Editing]
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Complete, First published Aug 23, 2020
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In my first life, we suffered.....

In our second life, we suffered again....

In our third life we suffered the same.......

Now this is the fourth time, I'll be damn if I let it repeat again, oh my child, I will not let you suffer again...

Vivian Madeleine Rushell lived three lives and in those three lifetimes, she and her son suffered because of the man she loved in those three lifetimes, she decides she will not let her son suffered anymore so to do this she will not marry her husband and not having his child so her child will not exist so he will not feel the pain of living in an unfortunate family.
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HE IS HELL

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BASED ON TRUE EVENTS. CONTAINS: DOMESTIC ABUSE, RAPE, A MIX OF EMOTIONS, SUICIDE AND RECOVERY. I had spent 4 years living my adolescent life with my abuser. What started out as my dream man, ended with me being diagnosed with PTSD, temporary amnesia and anxiety. We met in 2016, married the following year, and moved across the country - from there, my hell began. It started with small things; a change of appearance here, I was no longer allowed to be vegetarian, my friends a distant memory and my family dragged through the dirt. Then, as if my life couldn't get any worse, the physical side began. Early morning rape, weekend violence and the worst part - seeing the man I loved strangle my cat 6 ft of the ground, her claws clinging at air and I looked to him. He was smiling. She was dying. His eyes never left mine. He knew I had no control. I was weak against him. I wish I could tell you I left, but he made sure I was only his. Even now, years have passed, he still owns me. Written and created by Ren Marie Connelly. COPYRIGHT MATERIAL 2021.