Moving on Up!

Donna has lived a little and is intending to live a lot more!


It’s time, it’s time, it’s time.

That’s been ringing in my head for a few months now. But my heart took a minute to catch up.

When I was 16 I met a fella who’d just come out of prison, for my young dumb self that was cool and exciting. The fact my mum and dad would hate the fucker made him even more attractive. And so began a couple of years of hell. He was abusive, stupid and mean.At 18 I was pregnant and I married him, because that’s what you did back then. The day we married I gave myself a year to escape. I was a bit dissapointed in myself when it took one year and a day before a judge ruled he had to leave the house.

In the time we were together I honestly thought he’d kill me one day.On the rare occasion I reached…

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