incident about adult life

as the saying goes " Love is blind". being blind means going through the phase wherein you'll love a person no matter what he shows you be it positive or negative. you'll even begin to like his breath after a drinking session the previous night. in my case, negative is an understatement. early in life i have learned to cope up with the responsibility of being a wife, mother, lover, friend and of course, a punching bag... i've been a battered wife for four years and not even my closest friends or my parents knew about it. i did not tell them for the reason that i loved him so much and i wanted to protect him. i endured the pain so that everybody would think that we were a happy family. but we know regrets would come later. after what i did for him he still cheated and hurt me, the worst he did was neglecting his responsibilities to our son, depriving him of a father's love and attention.
the fact that we made an impression that we were a contented couple, when he left me my relatives were terribly disapointed. the whole time they were thinking that everything was fine. but little did they know that conflicts have brewed between me and my former husband, it even lead to him battering me at times. nevertheless, all this kept to myself, not letting out a word to a single soul. this was my greatest regret of all, had i told even my best friend i could have possibly saved my son and i from physical and emotional suffering. for one, it would serve as a release of outlet of my negative emotions. two, i would have gotten objective advice. three, someone would have been there to help me come up with a plan or action to solve my dilemma...