Desperation

The only time I have ever been afraid.

My ex came home drunk around 3 am.

He was loud and obnoxious and my 3 children were asleep so I told him to be quiet. I was also seven months pregnant with my youngest son.

My ex was mean when drunk, he didn’t want me telling him what to do so he hit me hard enough to knock me down. My mistake was getting back up because he beat me so bad.

All I can remember thinking was don’t let him hurt the kids! Over and over.

I woke up in the hospital, I was told my neighbor found me unconscious, I was dead on Arrival when I got to the ER.

I do not fear death, I’ve been there, my biggest fear was not being able to protect my children.