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Domestic Dispute

I thought I was doing the right thing, but I never dreamed I would have to call the cops. The bickering could have been avoided, someone could have walked away, but because of foolish pride, we stayed and let the situation escalate.

I dismissed his feelings…he decided to get loud…I felt disrespected, so I blatantly disrespected him. He got angry and broke my favorite vase. I told him to get out… he said “no, make me.” I grabbed a knife…he shook his head and called me a dumb bitch. He looked around for something to grab, so I stabbed him in the gut.

I felt instant regret and shame. I started to call 911 for help, but suddenly I couldn’t speak. He managed to pull the knife out his side and cut my throat. It’s hard to stop the bleeding and I can no longer speak with the 911 operator for help. We were arguing over custody of our children, and now the kids will grow up without parents.

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