Since I can finally open my left eye, I ventured out to the grocery store today. Since it is Super Bowl Sunday, I bought some beer (I don't plan on watching the game; only drinking the beer). A lady saw the beer in my cart and asked if it was good. I turned to answer her, and then she saw my face. Her eyes got big and she looked away quickly.
I told her that I fell on my driveway, and this is what she had to say to me.
"Honey, I'm not here to judge anybody - I accept people in all sorts of situations".
I thought about showing her my scraped up hands as proof, but all that would prove is that I FOUGHT BACK!
I think I'll just wait for the calls from the local domestic violence shelter and accept their offers of counseling.
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