SWEET DREAMS--My Best Friend 8---In search of......

I don't remember very much about anything that happened after being hit.I remember seeing him run away before the police arrived.I don't remember being transported to the police station,I just remember a detective taking me into a room to talk with my abuser.They had caught him and he had asked to speak with me.He begged me not to press charges and of course told me that the whole incident was MY FAULT.He made promises that he would leave me and our kids alone.He promised if I didn't press charges he would pay my dental bills and see to it that my teeth were fixed.He cried and begged like a wounded animal and I felt guilty for the choices I had made.I should have done things differently,I don't know how but could have looked for another way out.I agreed not to press charges against him and he was released.Almost immediately he went back on his promises.We started arguing over our two young children and even his Mom had come to his defense,I said they were my babies and he had no right to take them from me.His Mom said that he had just as much right to have custody of them as I did.I did not agree with this because I loved my babies and had cared for them and taken care of them,while he would go out on his many,many drunken escapades.My Daddy had  taken care of my children financially.He had never bought anything that our children had needed.Not even basic their basic needs like formula and diapers but now all of sudden he wanted to take my children from me.I knew it was out of his own selfish need to punish me.Abuser's ALWAYS have to be in CONTROL.Anyway I had seen the Dentist once shortly after I lost my two upper front teeth and the dentist had told me that if I had come in immediately after he hit me,my original teeth could have been restored but now it was too late.I would have to get a bridge or a partial and he explained the difference to me.I choose the bridge and thank Jehovah God my Daddy still had me covered under his Blue Cross/Blue Shield Insurance plan,if he had not I would not have been able to get my mouth fixed.I can remember looking in the mirror after styling my hair and doing my make-up,I would smile and then break down crying uncontrollably.My beautiful smile was gone,there was this big open space in the front of my mouth where my two upper front teeth use to be.The only good thing that I can remember about that time was that he was gone,my abusive husband was all moved out of our apartment.Finally I no longer had to live under the same roof with this horrible and disgusting person that I dispised.But little did I know at the time,it was a FAR CRY FROM OVER.I had applied for public assistance and now had a home phone installed in my apartment.Now my best friend and I were talking by telephone and one day she called me and told me something horrible.He current boyfriend that she had been known since childhood had attacked her and hit her mouth on the kitchen sink,knocking out her two upper front teeth.I couldn't believe that she was now in the same situation as I.I can't remember what she told me that triggered the attack but this was so unreal.Why were these things happening to us???