Tag Archives: emotional abuse

The Eye of the Tiger, Part 2

Chapter 2 – Anger A Five Part Series, Part 1 I’ve an image in my pocket Of some dark demon That temptation brought to life And it chokes all of my breath out I’m scratching and screaming’ ‘Til morning comes to night Melissa Etheridge Numb. Broken.  Angry.  Alone.  Scared. Ashamed.  Guilty. Silent. I had just […]

DVA 2013: Keeping Awareness Going

It’s October so there’s a big focus right now on Domestic Violence Awareness. People who wouldn’t otherwise shout from the rooftops, carry signs, or even simply utter the terrifying and embarrassing words, domestic violence, find it’s easier to be vocal when the crowd is chanting like-wise. Good. I get that not everyone can talk about […]

DVA 2013: Bringing Awareness

There are so many of us, so many. I believe the more we talk about it, the easier it will be for people to hear, the easier it is for people to hear, the more likely we are to really get something done about it. There are so many victims, and the overlap between victims […]

She got flowers

She Got Flowers She got flowers! It wasn’t her birthday, or any other special day. They had their first fight, and he said many cruel things that really hurt her. She knows that he is sorry, and that he will not say those things again, because he sent her flowers to forgive. She got flowers! It […]

Defending This Blog

On 27 September I will once again stand before Judge Dennis Craig, but this time instead of defending my right to protect myself and my children from my abuser, I will be defending my right to tell my story, and yours. I am hopeful for a positive outcome, that this space will remain, unobstructed, but […]

My Story-or how Domestic Violence changed my life

I never thought that writing my story would be so difficult. I am comfortable speaking about my experiences with domestic violence, however, actually putting those times down on paper was a little more daunting than I expected. Looking back at those frightful times I can only thank my higher power that my children and I […]

Your Face Is Not an Ashtray

I want to drink my supper tonight. I probably won’t, because I tend to be more responsible than that, but I might have one or two to calm my nerves. You know why? Because when I was walking into the grocery store, I thought I saw him walking out. Instant panic. My heart drops into […]

I didn’t know it was abuse

I didn’t know it was abuse. I thought when he left bruises on their bottoms it was just an accident. I’m sure he didn’t mean to hurt them. Owies and bruises and bumps because they hurt themselves in his care didn’t mean that he wasn’t watching them. Kids are clumsy and hard to keep an […]