Been There, Done That
I’ve seen and done a lot in my younger adult years. Some things I can say I’m not proud of and others I can hold my head high with pride. One thing I am not proud of was being involved in an abusive relationship. It started out pretty much like they all do. You know, polite, kind, sweet, considerate and respectful. Once they’re comfortable and feel like they’ve secured a spot with you, then everything changes. It was little jabs here and there just to see how far they could go. Name calling, put downs, belittling, and when that got boring, then the little flicks, pinches, squeezing of the arms, to shoving, pushing, pulling hair, punching and throwing things at you trying to make you miscarry to having a knife pulled on you while threatening to kill you or your family if you tell anyone or you don’t do as they say. Like, seriously?!?! How could you give someone that much control over you. NO!!!! That’s it!!! No more!! You don’t own me and you don’t tell me what to do. I fought back, I took back control and fought with every ounce of strength I had in me. I wasn’t going to be another statistic. I watched my mom suffer at the hands of my step dad when he was struggling with drugs and alcohol and I didn’t want that to be me. I have to tell you that my step dad did turn his life around for the better and I developed a great respect for him when he made that change for his family and for himself. I just thank God he gave me the will power and strength to leave when I did, because who knows if I’d be here posting to this blog right now. Abuse is a scary thing. That’s why so many people never report it because they are afraid of the consequences therefore it becomes a dark secret and that is also why so many people get away with it, because we are too scared to tell. I was one of the lucky ones, I took a stand and took back the control I once gave away. Enough is enough!!!