Goodbye Lance Forever
a year ago
General
The news that hit me on April 5th, 2024, felt like a cruel twist of fate, a reminder of the horrors I thought I had left behind. My ex, a man whose name & face still send shivers down my spine, had committed an unspeakable act. He took the lives of two furries/pups who were his roommates. For years, I lived in the shadows of his darkness, enduring a torment that no one should ever have to face. He wasn't just abusive; he was a monster disguised as a human being. His time in the army left him scarred, haunted by demons that consumed him whole. The PTSD twisted his mind, turning him into a psychopath capable of unspeakable atrocities.
The abuse I suffered at his hands is etched into my memory like a scar that never fades. The physical violence that has left scars on my body, wounds that healed but the fearful sting truly never went away. The sexual coercion, the manipulation, the constant barrage of mental torment..... it was a living nightmare from which I thought I'd never wake. I suffered in silence for years, trapped in a cycle of fear & despair. I was a prisoner in my own life, held captive by a man who once had an evil power over me. Yet, somehow, I found the strength to escape. It wasn't easy, & the scars both seen & unseen still linger, but I made it out.
Now, as I grapple with the news of his actions, I can't help but feel a sense of conflicted emotions. There's relief, of course, knowing that he's finally been apprehended & will face the consequences of his actions. But there's also a deep sadness, a mourning for the lives lost & the innocence stolen. It's a strange feeling, this mix of relief & sorrow, but it's one that I've come to accept as part of my journey to healing. I may never fully understand why he did what he did, why he descended into such darkness, but I refuse to let his actions define me.
I've escaped to a new life, one free from his tyranny, & though the scars may still ache from time to time, I am determined to find peace & happiness amidst the chaos.
As I mourn the loss of two precious lives, I hold onto the hope that justice will prevail.
The abuse I suffered at his hands is etched into my memory like a scar that never fades. The physical violence that has left scars on my body, wounds that healed but the fearful sting truly never went away. The sexual coercion, the manipulation, the constant barrage of mental torment..... it was a living nightmare from which I thought I'd never wake. I suffered in silence for years, trapped in a cycle of fear & despair. I was a prisoner in my own life, held captive by a man who once had an evil power over me. Yet, somehow, I found the strength to escape. It wasn't easy, & the scars both seen & unseen still linger, but I made it out.
Now, as I grapple with the news of his actions, I can't help but feel a sense of conflicted emotions. There's relief, of course, knowing that he's finally been apprehended & will face the consequences of his actions. But there's also a deep sadness, a mourning for the lives lost & the innocence stolen. It's a strange feeling, this mix of relief & sorrow, but it's one that I've come to accept as part of my journey to healing. I may never fully understand why he did what he did, why he descended into such darkness, but I refuse to let his actions define me.
I've escaped to a new life, one free from his tyranny, & though the scars may still ache from time to time, I am determined to find peace & happiness amidst the chaos.
As I mourn the loss of two precious lives, I hold onto the hope that justice will prevail.
LeoTheLion90
~leothelion90
-hugs-
LeoTheLion90
~leothelion90
He deserved it.
Rex-Itchan
~rex-itchan
Yooo, what the fuck? Sick fucker... *sigh* He'll get what's coming...
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