I left a domestic violence relationship this fall.  I felt my life was over before I could escape…I was not allowed friends, not allowed to leave the house, not allowed to contact family even.  I felt so lost and alone.  I wanted to give up on life…

I was sent to a hospital to recover from the abuse.  And there, I was talking to a teenager who expressed her testimony.  She told me that I couldn’t keep fighting – I need to let God do his part too.  Fighting against the tow doesn’t always make things easier…

I started going to church again, along with my two toddlers.  I have my own job.  I have my own place…my life is now beginning with God again.