I've been there. Broken ribs, black eyes, fractured skull. Held prisoner. Walked 15 miles to the airport with a Great Dane and a suitcase, then got a friend to pay for a ticket and a kennel so I could go home to my parents.
15 years later got fooled again, slaps and emotional abuse. Had to leave 7 very well-loved cats at the pound, probably to be PTS, but that time I had a human child I had to save. Moved 2,000 miles and stayed in a shelter where I knew no one. Went back to college, got therapy, got a life. Will NEVER go there again.
E-mail me all you want if you need to talk- I understand EVERY reason there is to stay, and all the ones not to.
BTW, the Dane did try to protect me the first time-he got 35 stiches and she got a baseball bat to the ribs for her trouble, after that she would bark and growl but not connect.
More shelters need to allow women to bring their WHOLE family, furkids, too.
PLEASE, those of you who have never been there can't understand how or why it happens- don't assume it can't happen to you, or blame the woman for staying. Just offer your support and sisterhood.