I know that growing up in a violent household is extremely distressing for children, and often is considered abuse towards them. I just don't see how I can end the situation. I can't jump into the unknown, I just can't. I made one bad decision when I was 16 years old, and it cost me the rest of my life, and worse, my children will never be able to live a normal life, abuse will always be something that is buried inside them. Sure, I believe they can, and hopefully will, but it is something that they will have to work hard at forever.
Domestic violence is no different then alcoholism, or drug dependency.
My daughter might grow up to marry an abuser, and my son is leaning towards being an abuser. My children were perfect when they came into this world, and as I watch them grow each and every day, I am reminded of the hurt and pain my bad decision has caused them. I am willing to accept responsibility for my actions, I am willing to admit my faults. But that won't change what has happened, or what is happening, hopefully I can learn to make better decisions for the future. Until that moment comes, I will do today, as I have done everyday, and pretend there is no problem.