Abuse Situations 23- Dog Abuse

I’m going to start off by explaining some of the situations my abuser did. Some of these events happened in front of his child, some things were directed towards his ex’s or others, and most of the situations he put me through directly. Some of these situations were extremely scary and all were uncalled for. I also can only give advice based off of the situations I lived through as I am not a doctor or a counselor. I do however believe when someone starts abusing you they have officially sold their soul to the devil. I don’t know about you, but I don’t support the devil. There is always the chance for them to truly find God, although, for a narcissist it’s nearly possible. They don’t think there is an issue with what they are doing. Oh, and just a heads up because I know I’ll hear, “Your abuser goes to church and believes in God. He didn’t sell his soul to the devil.” Yea, ok, BULLSHIT! My abuser goes to church to try and make people believe he has changed and he’s a good person. Trust me I’ve sat through it with him. I’ve been to church with him. I’ve seen it all! I actually had to stop going because all he did was sit on his phone. He also did not practice what was being preached at church at all, and I didn’t agree with either things. These obviously are not all the abusive situations I have been through because I was abused nearly every single day for 2.5 years, but here are some of them.

First, my abuser has punched his dog on two different occasions that I know of. One of the occasions was just in front of me and the other occasion was just in front of his son. The first situation took place one night at Dick’s house. I was helping Dick clean his house because he always bitched if it wasn’t clean. I was doing the dishes and he was folding laundry in his bedroom. His son was sleeping on the bed. I hadn’t seen Dick for 10-15 minutes, so I went in the bedroom to see what he was doing. He was lying down, relaxing, and checking his Facebook. Let me remind you, I do not live at this house and none of these dishes were mine. I was only trying to help out. I got pissed that I was being his free maid while he relaxed. I said to him, “what are you doing?” He instantly snapped back and got all defensive saying, “I just had to take a break and I was relaxing with my son for a minute.” I said, “I’m going home. I’m not your maid.” That infuriated him. I walked out of his bedroom down the hall to go to the door to get ready to leave. He followed me out of the bedroom screaming and when I say screaming it’s full on screaming. I’m sure his son heard him, but when Dick would start screaming his son would clam up and get very quiet. He never came out of the bedroom because I’m sure he was scared. Although, he was a sound sleeper, so he could have possibly slept through it, but I doubt it. Anyways, because Dick was screaming the dog got scared and started peeing on the coach. Dick went after him attacking him and punching him in the face. I was completely fucking shocked. This was the first time I had ever seen someone punch a dog. I screamed. “What the fuck are you doing?” and I grabbed his arms. I remember him standing there with both of his hands in fists. I was holding his wrists while he shook and stared right through me. It was the scariest situation I had ever been in. I literally could feel the devil in him. I knew I couldn’t leave because he had to calm down first. I went back to doing the dishes, so he could calm down. I wasn’t going to leave his son there alone with him acting like that. In his kitchen there is window in front of the sink. As I was went back to washing dishes I stared in the window watching for reflections as the only thing I could think of was, “He’s going to come behind me and stab me with a knife.” It was the most terrifying feeling I have ever felt. I finally got him to calm down enough that I could leave.

The next situation when he punched the dog was because the dog got excited. His son was playing with the dog and the dog jumped on his head and peed. The dog isn’t fixed, so I think that’s kind of normal. Dick called me and said, “The dog peed on my son, Georges head.” In the background George was trying to talk to me saying, “Yea he got excited and I was lying on the couch and he jumped up and peed on my head. Dad punched him.” I told Dick it was not ok to punch a dog. The dog is a very nice dog, but lives in a cage most of his life. When Dick had an office in town the dog was in the cage probably 14-15 hours a day. The dog would get very excited whenever people came over, but also crouched a lot. I know his cousin takes the dog a lot now, so I’m sure it’s getting better treatment from her, as she’s a very caring person.

The last dog abuse situation happened one hot summer day Dick had left the dog outside in the sun all day. Him and I had gone to do something and got in a fight. When he got back home after dropping me off he said the dog was almost dead. The dog had run out of water and been outside for way too long. Dick ended up yelling at me and telling me it was my fault that the dog almost died which was a bunch of bullshit. My dog lived to be 18.5 years old and never came close to dying because or abuse or neglect, so don’t try to blame me for your stupidity. As far as I know the dog is still alive, but I can’t be for certain as I have no idea what’s going on in my ex’s life.