The cops said, “It looks like a scratch,” and I spent today finding ways to remove blood from our carpets, walls, and linens. You destroyed the home I made for us, my body, my heart, and my soul. I spent years proving to you that I was faithful and coddling your insecurities, only to find out you were the cheater. I will never not see that image of you inside of her when I close my eyes. And your reaction? You choked me, smashed me into walls, busted a mirror over my head, and knocked my teeth loose. I’m awake now! I am NOT complacent in your hell any longer.