Today as you open your eyes, everything is different.

You see, a week has passed.

One week since he left you lying on the floor.

Battered. Bruised. Broken.

This time was different, that spark finally ignited in you.

You made a choice.

And you chose to stand.

The automatic fear that settles in the pit of your stomach, is no more.

Your body is fuelled with anger. Anger for yourself, why did I let him treat me like this?

Maybe I was just asleep, and suddenly had an awakening.

The questions run through your head.

What if he comes home before I go?

What if he’s in one of his moods, and he sees the bags..

The voice inside answers any doubt with, who cares? Enough is enough is on repeat.

Today is different, you see, your mind has been set.

As you walk through that door, you take one last glimpse of the life you once knew.

A few steps forward, you thank yourself for awakening from this nightmare.