About 2 months ago my life partner left me and took our now 4 month old daughter with he. This was a relationship of 5 years, in in those years I've received stitches, bruises and countless mental trauma. I've been told to kill myself countless times, I've been thrown out of a moving car. I've had to call the police or an ambulance more times I'd like to admit. I've almost succeeded in killing myself so many times, but nothing has worked. Which I'm happy I have survived, most day's. I'm currently fitting as hard as I can to get my daughter away from her abusive mother, a mother who has gotten high infrount our child, who has tried to kill herself infrount of our child. In the past 3 weeks she's broken into my house and arranged an attack on my, I've now got 7 stitches on my face and fractured ribs. Some day's I think about giving up, ending it all. Then I look at my arm and the tattoo of my daughter's name there, and I know I can't leave her in that environments.

Thank you for reading a bit of my story.