For those of you who knew me or know me and are wondering what the hell happened to me...I have the time to write it down now. So please pay attention and I ask you now not to judge me but remember the person I was has not changed and that there were some serious issues going on.

Ok. As most of you may know, I had gotten married and I had a child. Well, the individual I married is the reason I went to prison. My husband was very abusive in many ways and that frequently turned into all out fist fights between the two of us. Well, eventually a person (or furson) can only take so much. So I tried to become very church and God oriented and prayed on things a lot to save my marriage.
Sadly, my prayers were not answered and therefore I was accused of basically being a horrible wife. This is not to say I didnt do my share of "bullshit" as some might say, but none of it warranted fighting.
On January 28th of 2009 there was an argument that soon progressed to me being pushed and shoved, and later I found out kicked as well. I will not go into detail because it is not necessary to drag this story out...anyone who wants to know particular details feel free to ask what they are and I will answer.
Beyond that, it escalated quickly to outside where I attempted to leave but was not allowed in the vehicle because my husband was chasing me around it. I didn't want to be there and I was attempting to try and get away from the situation so it wouldn't escalate any further.
Now this is where this gets gruesome and if you are weak in anyway about things I suggest you not read any further.
I only meant to nick him so he'd leave me alone because I was tired of being pushed and shoved and emotionally harshed and attacked. It ended up sinking into his shoulder blade. When he turned around I was afraid that I was going to be hurt to the point of possibly being killed because he had already pinned me down on the ground twice and injured my neck so severely I couldn't sleep right for two weeks afterwards.
When he approached me my fear was it was to attack me and I lashed out in a frenzy for lack of a better word. It ended up stabbing him twice in the chest and once on the side of his ribs. Now after this I immediately called 911 and had an ambulance sent and was promply sent to jail.
I was charged with Aggravated Assault with a Deadly Weapon Family Violence and was later senteced to 6 years in prison. I had to serve at least 3 before I was eligible for parole and the first time I came up parole told me no but that's irrelevant at this point in the story.
As I sat in county jail awaiting trial I was informed that my husband was put into a drug induced coma because of the severity of his injuries. He had a collapsed lung and a severed aorta just to name a few of his medical complications. Now, I will say if your feeling sorry for him...you shouldn't.
He made a full recovery and I have given over my guilt to the powers that be. Now, after doing almost 4 years of my life in the most degrating place I have ever been to and had to endure I am on parole until the end of my sentence (January 28th of 2015).
I have not changed as an individual or as a person except in growth and I hope to the Gods that any of you who read this will not see me differently as far as the person I am is concerned.
Yes I have said things in here very bluntly and without feeling because facts should not be displayed with emotions, they just are.
I have paid my debts spiritually, physically, and every other way possible to man kind and to myself.
*sighs* I will end this here for now and I hope that you all understand. I do not seek sympathy..I am simply explaining what has happened.
Thank you for taking the time to read this cause it shows that you probably truly care.

Always,
Nanaku