"Stepping Through the Darkness: A Single Mother's Journey Before Meeting the Police Officer"

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Published May 25, 2025

My life... if I had to describe it in one word, it would be “fragmented.”
A messy patchwork of pain, deep wounds that never truly heal, and a faint glimmer of light — just enough for me to keep going.

I was born into a poor family in a remote rural village. Just as I was old enough to say the word "mother," she passed away. Illness took her, leaving me behind with a drunken father — a man I would later only remember through his constant intoxication, angry shouting, and the reckless swings of his hand. I never knew the warmth of a real family, nor did I ever understand what happiness truly meant. My childhood passed in tears, hunger, and a constant sense of fear.

As I grew older, I thought I might finally escape that darkness. But no — it seemed fate had already planned a cruel path for me. Just after I turned eighteen, my father was drowning in debt. With no way out, he made the unthinkable decision: he married me off to a complete stranger in exchange for... a water buffalo. Yes, just one buffalo. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. At that moment, all I had left was resignation — the same resignation I had carried with me my whole life.

That man never loved me. He was indifferent, abusive, and unfaithful. I lived in that house like a shadow. The more I tried, the more I was despised. My mother-in-law was a domineering, bitter woman. From the moment she laid eyes on me, I knew I would never be accepted as her daughter-in-law. But what I didn't expect was that her hatred would grow into something more — something dangerous. She secretly conspired against me with my husband’s mistress — a shameless, manipulative woman.

They worked together, accusing me of theft, infidelity, and eventually drove me out of the house like a stray dog. I begged, I cried, but in their eyes, I was nothing. I thought the nightmare would end there, but I was wrong. They weren’t done with me. They hired thugs to attack me, beat me, and one freezing night, they threw me into the river. At that moment, I thought I would die. I was ready to let go. No one needed me, and no one would miss me if I disappeared.

But fate — though cruel — granted me one more chance. That night, a group of police officers on duty happened to find me trapped by the riverbank, barely clinging to life. They pulled me up, wrapped me in a warm coat, and called an ambulance. For the first time in many years, I felt the warmth of human kindness.

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