may I introduce myself?

Hello,
I spent - no, survived - 10 years in a very abusive marriage.  Along the way, I have forgotten a lot of experiences, but I will write them as I remember them.  They may not take place in chronilogical order, but I will write these memories as I remember them, so they're accurate according to my viewpoint. I am hoping that if I write these memories down, that they will no longer haunt my nightmares or day dreams? no, daymares.
One memory that returns to me is one spring over thirty years ago. My husband and I were out enjoying the beauty of the German country side. I brought my little dog - a cross between a scotty and a silver poodle and named after one of my favorite composers.  We'd brought along one of his squeeky toys, as Ludi loved to chase them. My husband got a bright idea; he decided to throw Ludi's toy into the river. First of all, Ludi was a small dog, and secondly, the river was very swollen from the spring rains, and the current was very swift.  I watched in horror as my husband threw the little toy time and again into the racing river.  Time and again, Ludi would jump in the water and swim out to retrieve his toy. Fear still overcomes me as I write, and my head is pounding!  I'm breathing deeply. All entreaties to my husband to stop fell on deaf ears. I can't remember why he stopped; I concentrated only on my little dog bobbing in the swiftly flowing river.  Maybe the censure of a German citizen stopped him, and finally the ordeal was over, and my little dog was safe in my arms again. It was a terrifying day.