Motorcycle accident in WEST Virginia. My ex husband stole some parts on the bike so after 12 hours we finally went to the hospital where I was forced to lie and say it was a bicycle accident. I was extremely gutted. I had road rash over my entire body and face. My ex husband hand road rash on his hand. He obviously abused me. He hit me with a baseball bat, pans, books. Kicked me in the back. Pulled me by my hair. Broke my nose and fractured two wrists. And i said nothing. Because we truly lived in a cabin in the mountains in the middle of the woods. Only neighbors were his messed up family. It was a nightmare.  My own horror movie. This is why I need psychiatric medication and other unrelated happenings. 