About The Impact Of Scandals, Insults And Domestic Violence On Children And How A Woman Can Cope

The Story

I have a 6-year-old child and she makes me think, read about upbringing. And I thought about the imprint of my childhood. I remembered the free speech, the lack of compliance with the vocabulary in front of the children. How my father shows me every woman and tells me how this can be my next mother to begin with. I still can't understand why he interfered with me ... Because we lived in Druzhba then, I found Knyazhevo, not because we had a family house here, but because I got a boyfriend here. Then there was a Russian tenant with a girl my age. Not to mention in the evening what we children witnessed. And this man, a week or two ago, told me that the educated people congratulated me ... I was wondering how to thank him for my upbringing during my first seven years. I also have slightly more nightmarish memories. I remember flying knives and plates and his drunken cracks, how, in a scandal, my mother pushed him and they went with the beaten neighbor to the hospital together. It's good that my parents broke up, because if I go into the detailed of these memories ... The bad thing, though, is that they got together. As a child, I didn't understand much and I stood up for my father. He was like most ... We moved in Ovcha Kupel. At one time my mother did not work, then my father. But he went to Germany, then set up a company. My relatives gave us the house in Knyazhevo, to use it and it all started. But at one point the man stopped coming home or if he came home he was angry, screaming. Sometimes he didn't stop all day, and my mother, as a calm person, didn't pay attention to him. Since then I loved the silence. And honestly, not to listen to scandals I started going out with boys to the point that I was carried straight into them. When I got pregnant I didn't get much help, except that a year later my father got a mistress, she gave birth and he decided that I decided to give a stroller to the neighbor instead of him. I didn't see any help. Now for the ex-husband. I got pregnant and in the third month the nightmare started. We fought and I entered Tina Kirkova for detention. In combination with all the hormones with anger, with the past I was facing ... The questions, the future ... there was a complete mess in my head. I didn't want my child to want to run away all his life, just like me. But it was too late. Some time passed and the scandals began. I immersed myself. I lived with a man who could only break, ruin, was used to walking and cleaning all his life after the pigsty he was creating. He could not get up from the computer, playing games. I had already lost hope and desire for life. I was angry with myself, that I was in the same situation I was running from. And then I received an offer to go to work in the Netherlands for a month. I stayed there for 20 days, I rested. Upon arrival it turned out that I was an oriental dancer, which shocked me a little. But I accepted it on the positive side. At least I could relax a bit, I saw a country I had not been to. When I returned, things had not changed and I was terrified again. I had already changed my mind and I was sure that I wanted my child to live in a quiet environment, without scandals, and I decided to part with my father. Because we had taken out a loan with my ex-husband, he was paying it off and couldn't help it. But he said that if he did it for the child. And so he convinced me to re-sign the loan, to pay a minimum installment for a year, so that he could wood to take and his child not to catch a cold. We just remembered this cold winter. Not to mention the threats, that if I had found another one, it would have broken my caps and the like. I got divorced. One day the father called. It was not the date of the decision, which is in the divorce decision, and I said that we have other plans. He came, attacked me in front of the child. So much so that she and I have forensic medicine. And she says that her saddest memories are: when we fought with her father and when she was with him at his mother's and he was, broke, spat, quarreled with her. And was that what she had to see every day In the last two years it was difficult for me to deal with things started earlier, with studying, work, with the fact that my mother works during the day, and for a few days - in two places ... Here I wanted a job in an office from 9 to 18 hours. But today my child is at home, because the kindergarten is in quarantine. And even most places are until 19:00 ... Some people rely on their mothers and fathers. And only my mother helps me with what she can. And I try to find ways to cope, sometimes it's easy, but in most cases - difficult. At the moment, I'm glad we have a roof over our heads that is even named after my little girl and has a secure future, at least so she doesn't have to face problems like mine. And I, at the moment when she will be with one idea more independent, I know that I will have the opportunity and time to work a little more and that is what I want. For now, a little learning / qualification, a little work, a little education, a little maintenance of the house are enough for me. like mine. And I, at the moment when she will be with one idea more independent, I know that I will have the opportunity and time to work a little more and that is what I want. For now, a little learning / qualification, a little work, a little education, a little maintenance of the house are enough for me. like mine. And I, at the moment when she will be with one idea more independent, I know that I will have the opportunity and time to work a little more and that is what I want. For now, a little learning / qualification, a little work, a little education, a little maintenance of the house are enough for me.

Last Updated
November 08, 2020
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EMANUELLEX

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