Finally getting a protection order

It’s been so long for me to be my own person but I’m finally ready. 11 years of abuse of every kind and becoming a shell of my former self. Yesterday was one of the worst things that had happened to me and I’m done. I’ve been grey rocking and thinking of ways to go to the station and report what had happened. I asked my mom to come with me but I don’t want her to see what had happened to my body because of what he did. And he doesn’t care. He’s been in the room playing his game and telling me there’s nothing he can do to make it better anymore. I just wish I had left sooner. I wish I got to experience life.