“If you are always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be.” Maya Angelou
I remember the day I drew this picture because I fought with my husband. And in our 23 year marriage, it was the only time he hit me. I don’t even remember what we were bickering over. Just the same stupid shit that all couples argue about. He wasn’t paying enough attention to me, or our son. Maybe that was it.
I was pregnant at the time. About seven months. Large enough to be slow an emotional and uncomfortable almost all the time.
I didn’t think he would hit me, so when his hand slapped me across the right side of my face and cut my lip on my teeth, we were both shocked. He stood there looking at me and the thin trail of blood running from my mouth. And…
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