I still recall the first time Husband #2 physically abused me. My little girl began to cry so I turned around to see why. She pointed to the back seat floor of his car where her doll was. I reached over to pick it up and as I was explaining to him while attempting to hand it to her, it began. Husband #2 snatched the doll from my hand as I tried to give it to her. Before I could even process what was happening he threw the doll out of the car window. Then he said “There! Now you have nothing to cry about!” I became furious and said “You have a problem. Why the hell did you do that!?” He reached over and grabbed the side of my hair and yanked me towards him. He pounded my head still hanging onto my hair onto the steering wheel. He did this over and over. I screamed hysterically at him. I yelled to let me go! My daughter is crying again because you are hurting me! I will calm her down but you have to let go! You would think after my first mariage I would have left. I did not.