“You’re only going to get better if you talk about it. “

It’s June 2018, and I’m getting ready to host a charity football match on Sunday (10 June). What’s so special, you might ask, but match day marks the one-year anniversary of my escape from a very unusual situation.

At 4.20pm on Saturday, 10 June 2017, following a 999 call from my worried neighbours, police officers came to my home and arrested my girlfriend for grievous bodily harm, putting an end to months of abuse and suffering, and, I do believe, saved my life.

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I had hit rock bottom

I confided in colleagues. I didn’t know what to do anymore. I didn’t know how to fix my relationship.

I had been hiding how I felt for months. It was getting too much. I was struggling to function and it was affecting my work as well.

I had hit rock bottom.

I felt so desperate.

I thought about ending it, I thought it would solve everything.

I felt at the time it was my only way out.

But fortunately I was thrown a life line when my colleague eventually found me.

Despite me knowing what had happened was unacceptable, I thought it would get worse if he got into trouble.

I felt concerned and worried; I can’t judge his mood or what his actions might be.

Even with friends and family for support I was afraid. I was nervous.

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