Brenda Perlin Quotes

Living with myself wasn't all that easy. I was not the young girl I once was. Once upon a time when I looked in the mirror, I saw this happy glow. Now nothing glowed except the leftover face cream from the night before.

First of all, he was not my type. He was nice, considerate, unselfish and grounded; qualities I'd never experienced in a man. Usually, I went for the self centered, screwed up, "I'm lost, will you be my mother" type.

Not long after my mom died, my dad pretty much kicked me out of the house. He never said, "Get out of my house," but instead, I came home one night to find all my clothes scattered all over our front lawn.

I tried, I really tried, to stick with it. I planned to grow old with this man and possibly die in his arms.

He wanted revenge and I knew he would not stop until he got it. I had to hope he would run out of fuel.

At times, it felt so odd being with a man in such an intimate way who was not my husband.

I was physically attacked by a woman who didn't even know me. Yes, my boyfriend was her former husband, but she tried to ruin me.

I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.