Model and businesswoman Maripily Rivera is receiving psychiatric help in her quest to overcome physical and verbal abuse, which she alleges she received from her partner for the past six months, a Pakistani builder.
“I’m strong and it’s been very difficult for me. I’m calm resuming my meetings. I can’t let go. I have my psychiatrist, the husband of my best friend, with whom I talk a lot. Yesterday I had nightmares with this event, I have my sad moments, but I have to get up and follow my routine, “he told People in Spanish.
Rivera told the publication that she experienced three violent episodes with the man, whom she met in Los Angeles.
“I started packing, I went to the room of (my son, Joe Joe), here he came he grabbed me by the neck and threw me on the floor, I fell into bed my son and to protect my head and not undress with the wood in the corner, I go to the ribs.When he saw me lying on the floor, he got scared and left the house.I called the police and I filed a (complaint) with him, “he told the magazine about the incident that marked the end of the relationship.
He said he had already experienced the subject’s aggression at his sister’s residence for Christmas and at a beach house in Puerto Rico.
“People were blocking me from my phone, he started throwing my things at me. I had to call the owner of the beach house to come help me, he struggled a bit with me because I wanted to get him out my phone and if the lady doesn’t come, God will know what would have happened here. I left her for a week and she came back, because she told me she was looking for help and she was going to change, ”he abounded about the second event.
Maripily appealed to women not to tolerate violence and to denounce it.
“There are women who are intimidated into doing what I did. I know how they feel guilty with low self-esteem. I dared because I said, ‘What’s wrong with me?’ I tell them to have the strength, courage, let them seek help as I am doing, ”he told the publication.
In the same interview, he estimated that “all this is because of my fear of being left alone, the fear of loneliness. I don’t know how I endured so much in that moment that it gave me (push) it could have killed me because if my head fell on the edge of the wood, he was going to go and leave me lying here. All this happened on Friday at 9:30 p.m. “