[Jadmack25]

Have had sleepless nights, nightmares of a traumatic event 4 years ago. That also opened the door to that big, black dog, depression which nearly brought me to ending it for good. I believed I had it sorted, then my abf hit me with news that had the nightmares, feeling of rage and great pain begin all over again. Latest load of blah blah is that he's back on booze because my depression has made him feel very down too. WOWEE!
I used boxing gloves on counselor (he had padded shield in front of him) and he was floored (actually) by the strength of punches from an arthritic 64 granny.
Trust me I was so angry, my punches would have made "Rocky" look like a wimp.
After this last gut hit from abf, I used what I had at home to belt the living daylights out of, and left and old leather couch seat in very bad shape. I felt good though. Also got amazing support from 95 year old mum, who backed me all the way. He is on own while drinking, because I can't do more than care for myself right now. First time in 19 years I have pt me first. Feels FAB.