The divorce can’t come soon enough for me. Since he left, I’ve met some wonderful people and made so many happy, fun-filled memories. It’s only when you finally step away from an abusive relationship that you realise just how small, sad, and controlled your world had become.

Abuse doesn’t just hurt you in the moment—it slowly steals your joy, your confidence, your freedom, and your ability to see what life could be. Looking back, I didn’t realise how much I had lost because it happened so gradually.

Now, every laugh, every new friendship, every peaceful day reminds me that there is life after abuse. I’m no longer just surviving—I’m living again. All that’s left is for the divorce to finally be over so I can close that chapter completely and continue building the future I’ve worked so hard to create.