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I had my first marriage in August of 1980. You think you would be the Betty Crocker of the kitchen and your husband would be like Ozzie Nelson, and you would sit around the table and have dinner. But, that did not happen with me. There were no white picket fences. I got physically abused for 14 years. It took my 13 year old son, and my 3 year old daughter to convince me we should leave, because we would never get out of there alive! I took my kids and me out of that house. We came to a little to...Read the full article