Welcome to October!
I think this is purple. I might be mistaken, but it looks pretty purple to me. Half of this entry will be written in purple to support domestic violence. The other half will be written in pink of breast cancer support. I don't talk much about this, but I have been there. Granted it wasn't as bad as what a lot of women go through, but it was domestic violence all the same. I was living in Oregon with my soon to be husband at the time. It came out of nowhere. I went into our bedroom to wake him up one morning and he punched me in the side of my head. I was in shock. I had done nothing to provoke him and couldn't believe that someone I loved would hit me like that. I became one of those women who made up stupid excuses for the bruises she had. I shouldn't have had to do that! You should be able to trust your partner not to beat you like that and he did. I told his mom what was going on and all she did was tell him to stop. She should have seen what was going on! We lived