ladyislingering

Just weeks after my 5th birthday I was hit on my bicycle by a drunk driver.

The injuries were severe enough to rob me of my peripheral eyesight for the rest of my life.

Then there was the time in summer of '10 when I had to choose between hitting 2 deer and rolling the car I was driving, killing both myself and a passenger. (Luckily I only hit one of the deer - I managed to slow down to about 25-35mph, barely clipped the poor thing but still enough to kill, sadly.)

Also the number of times my ex threatened to kill me were enough to make me honestly believe that he would have done it eventually.

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