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Carolyn's Story
The worst memory I have in my life is the day I had a miscarriage in the toilet at church. I went home and asked my husband to tell my supervisor that I needed to leave because I had lost a baby (at this point I was very scared of him).
I received 17 missed calls and all the voicemails said he would dock my pay unless I came back to church and told him in person. He said that I was acting like a child and that I deserved to have a week’s pay deducted because I was such a terrible person. He threatened to come and visit me to tell me how irresponsible I was.
From that time on I turned the off the location setting on my phone in case he somehow traced me, and I never answered the door again.
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