Tag Archives: emotional abuse

For the Kid’s Sake

I was eighteen when I was told by my mother I had to move out of the house. Well, that isn’t exactly right.  I was also given the option of staying and paying half the mortgage, utilities, and other expenses in order to stay.  After all, I was now an adult and she was done raising me, […]

Happiness and an Invitation

Happiness First – happiness. It’s happy happiness too. Giddy, jump up and down, and do the happy dance kind of happiness. And, yes, there really is such a thing as the happy dance. It’s goofy and silly and laughable – even more so when I fall down from doing it. Are you ready? You might […]

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Guest Post: How I Overcame My Abuse

For the first of hopefully many Guest Posts, please welcome Twindaddy, writer of humor, honest self-reflection, and stuph™ over at Stuphblog (go take a gander, and while you’re there, click that blog-happy Follow button). And, before you begin this story, I would like to say thank you to Twindaddy for sharing his journey to freedom. It […]

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Growing Abuse

It started as a simple little comment: I wonder how long my hair would get if I stopped cutting it while I’m pregnant. What resulted was not simple. I am and always have been a short hair kind of gal. I had long hair until I was 11 when I had it all cut off. […]

In the dark

I feel like it’s been a week since I’ve written. Oh, wait…it has been a week. The kids and I have had a blast playing, reading, laughing, hugging, loving, and altogether enjoying every single waking minute of our time. Thankfully Donkey has only bothered to call once and only skyped once. He originally wanted to […]

Entitled to an opinion that doesn’t matter

At first it was a request to relocate to Atlanta: the kids need to spend more time with you. That was December. I didn’t trust it then, and I was right not to. I was clear with him about the lack of trust and what relocation would not be met with an objection. Then the story […]

Suspicious Silence

I called the kids today, like I do on Tuesdays. I called at 2:42pm. The call went to voicemail. The call was not returned. I texted at 3:52pm: I’ve been waiting for a call back from the kids. Are they avail to talk now? I didn’t get an answer. I texted again at 4:13pm: What […]

Some Anniversaries Shouldn’t Be Celebrated

Today is the three year anniversary of the day I woke up to the abuse I had suffered for five years. In total now, I have suffered almost eight years of abuse by Donkey. I will suffer another 15 years of abuse. In 15 years and 3 months, my youngest will be 18 and graduating […]

Your move was for selfish reasons

This new development has punched me in the stomach. It feels so real Donkey might as well have physically come into my house and punched me in my stomach. I sent a simple non-answer response before going to bed last night to commence a night full of nightmares. I left off the screaming “fuck you” […]

Selfish Is as Selfish Does

After all the grief he gave me for moving to Atlanta instead of somewhere in Florida, he wants to move somewhere else in Florida instead of to Atlanta. He is such a hypocrite. He has the nerve to berate me for moving nine hours closer to the kids, the nerve to tell me I could […]

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