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I took the kids and went to a hotel so I could have time to think. The Farmer told me that he will not beat me up any more if I do not make him stay up late talking to me. How he can't get any peace and quiet in his own house. I am having trouble writing, in case you haven't noticed. I am trying to do business as usual because we all know that I should have left the last time there was violence. I can't even write “the last time he beat me up.” I tried to, but then I thought: “No. That was when he had made it to two months without hurting me. I feel like I am never going to get past this if I don't write about it. I thought it would be such a big deal when I stopped working there. The hardest thing about leaving is that no one cares.
I have a bruise from where the Farmer slammed me into our bed post. I'm trying to make sure this is a career blog, because, if nothing else, if I don't have a career then it's pretty hard to have the discussion of why I am not leaving. The reason that we will never make any progress is because neither of us can be vulnerable in a relationship. The Farmer responded by saying he thinks we are making good progress. When I was growing up I always heard women say that you should have a career so you can take care of yourself without a husband. I think my closest relationships in my life are with my kids and with you, the person reading my blog.
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