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Listening to my unborn son’s heartbeat after being pushed, choked, spit in my face and thrown around like a rag doll was a sigh of relief every time “the monster” decided to put his hands on me. He was a “great” father to his daughter, yet upon learning of the pending birth of his son, the violence began. At first he was charming with me, but when that volcano erupted there was no turning back. I went against all my morals, ethics, and beliefs and stayed with him because I was married and wanted “my family.”
During our biggest argument he put me outside in the cold wearing only a bra & underwear. The worst part is that I was seven months pregnant at the time. His daughter witnessed it all and just watched as her father put his hands on me and threw me outside. He eventually opened the door to let me in, but a push into the bathroom caused me to fall on my side. I immediately ran to find my baby Doppler to listen to my son’s heartbeat. I would always talk to my unborn son and tell him his father doesn’t care about us, but mommy promises she will never allow him to harm us. In reality he was harming us, one bad move could’ve taken my son’s life or my life. I still decided to stick it out and make it work. There was no counseling or anger management that made him change. He continuously brought me down every way possible ;physically, mentally, and emotionally.
When he decided to entertain another female I officially had enough. He left but he didn’t pack his belongings, he packed the entire house and took it all. I sobbed on my kitchen counter; I had not one spoon or cup to drink out of. He then began to stalk me and allegedly it was for the sake of our child which was a lie since he didn’t take responsibility for him. I was so angered by him. He disgusted me to the point I started to feel hatred toward him. I thought about all the terrible things I wanted to do to him since he decided to not only put my life in jeopardy, but my child’s life at risk as well over and over again. It took about eight months to get the divorce finalized. I am happy to say I am legally and emotionally free from him. Although he still believes I am the blame as to why he was violent with me I forgave him, not for him but for myself. I know what it’s like to be vulnerable and want to make a marriage work at any cost. Unfortunately, it almost cost me and my unborn son’s lives.
Since then I have moved on with my life and created MMIF to empower women to free themselves of domestic violence.
Testimony Written By: Brunie Sanchez, Founder of Me, Myself and I Foundation
My story. I was born with this medical condition name “Polandsydrome”. I was born with one beast i was missing my (R) beast all i had was a nipple. As i was growing up n took notice i had nothing changed me i became angry upset hurt n turned into a shell where i aint want to be bothered i was always questioning my mom what happen to me n she always told me god made me that way. As a teen being seen by drs i was told this is not common nor family related. I had to wait till i was 18 to get my surgery done. As time was dragging i was always in fights because of my anger i wanted to b girly not stuffing myself. I got my surgery done at 18 they removed my muscle from my back n tissue from my underpit to replace what was missing. After 2mths of surgery i had to be seen every fri. To get injections on my breast to fill up my muscle. Now im 29 n got my 2nd surgery on my breast again this time is an saline implant that im not so impress of. I was the firstt female in the U.s to have been diagnosed with this Polandsydrome. This is my story. Ladies Thank u