Welcome to hell.

Besides my girls, Abby and Clara, I absolutely hate my life. Absolutely HATE it. Hate doesn't even really describe it. My girls are the reason I wake up everyday. They are my entire world. I want them to be happy. I don't want to take them away from their daddy, but its a horrible situation. I'm afraid I'll end up dead if I stay here. Then they will be stuck with him forever. And I can't have that. He's turned back into the old Seth, and I refuse to live with it . The abuse has started again. I am covered in bruises. My whole body hurts. And what makes things worse, I'm pregnant. 12 weeks so. He's never going to change. I just can't do it anymore. Theres gotta be more to life than this. Someone please tell me that God didn't put me on this earth to endure a life of abuse and unhappiness. Someone please tell me that one day I will be truly happy, and my girls and I will be safe and be loved. I seriously cannot do this anymore. Everyday I feel more and more broken. Theres got to be more to life than this. There has to be.