Drunken Husband: I Never Thought It Could Happen To Me
I have never thought this could happen to me. I married my husband three years ago. Our wedding was colourful amidst the pomp and pageantries. Dare is the most handsome man that I ever met in my life, and I got married to such a loving husband, my joy knew no bounds.
Dare was working with one of the new generation banks with a good salary, and life was going smoothly. After 0ne year, I gave birth to a bouncing baby boy; the coming of the boy cemented the joy of our blissful marriage.
Before the most dreaded covid-19 hit the world and rendered havoc to many homes, the bank my husband was working with laid off some of its staff, which my husband was also affected by. Though he was compensated, the money he was given was barely enough to carry out his responsibilities as the head of the family.
He tried to get jobs but jobs were not available. I noticed that my husband who used to be agile became moody and withdrawn. I did my best to talk to him and assured him things will be okay. Dare that was not used to keeping late formed a new habit of going out in the morning in the guise of searching for work will come back home drunk.
Having noticed this with dismay, I took it upon myself to make sure irrespective of the downturn our home will not be affected. I denied myself every pleasure, luxury and comfort in order to make her husband and child comfortable and happy.
I repeatedly tried to discuss matters of drinking and keeping late at night with him, but every attempt to discuss their problems resulted in anger. He often humiliated me in the presence of our child.
One day, Dare came home drunk and ready to do battle. He imagined the living room was untidy, though I had earlier cleaned it up. In this drunken state, he accused me of sloppiness to which I responded by trying to explain and to clean it again. My explanations annoyed him and he burst into a stream of abuse.
As he spat venom, I quietly withdrew to a corner of the living room. Not satisfied that, he became uncontrollable, bursting in and out of the banging and cursing as a man possessed. Then he up an iron rod and struck it on my head, then I bled profusely. At this point, his tempestuous rage subsided and he tried every first-aid measure to control the bleeding.
After the incident, I am so worried about my husband. The joblessness has turned him so something else. At the turn of the event, my humble, peace-loving husband has turned into a beast. I sense that my life is in danger. Please advise, what should I do?
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