I Don't Know How to Deal With a Divorce, but I'm a Survivor

When he found out I wasn't contesting the divorce, that was when everything went to chaos. His pathetic little attempt to intimidate me hadn't worked and because he couldn't control me anymore, he turned rabid. The final straw came when he broke into my house one night and tortured me for six hours while his own two children were screaming and crying in the next room. He woke up to the side of a cop's spring mace in his eyes and God did it feel good to hear him scream.