How many times have you heard it said about victims of domestic violence, “Why doesn’t she just leave? She complains but never really does anything about it. She must like it, in some sick way.” Or about rape survivors, “You know, I don’t want to say it was her fault, but…. [fill in the blank: “she was in a dangerous part of town … she had been drinking with the [...]
There are things I don’t blog about because of my desire to keep the peace, and there are things I don’t blog about because I don’t want to be all whiny and throw up (vomit?) the abuse card, but then I have a shitastic dream and a day later, get a call from a friend who is facing much of what I have only begun to acknowledge, so I get [...]
A few years ago, I decided that once I had time, I was going to volunteer at our local abused women’s shelter. I had actually been waiting a while for this, and thought it would be great if I could help the women who use the shelter’s services to learn computer skills and help them find jobs, build their resumes and access information that may not have been available to [...]
When I was around eight, after my Dad left me again or after a suspicious family reunion in which my now-deceased, convicted child molester uncle may have played a role in some fuzzy memory I’ve not yet addressed, I got fat.
I hate saying that, but its true. I went from being the smallest girl in my class (height & weight) to a shockingly overweight version of that former child. I [...]
Ironically, even if I’m blogging it, today I have sworn to take off from any sort of work. Blogging isn’t work, right?
A few notes from my week:
I had my eyebrows waxed a few weeks ago and, honestly, I wasn’t happy with the results. She asked me if they were ok, and I thought, “what are you going to do if I say, ‘no?’” Since then, I’ve had the recurring thought [...]
Floored. Aghast. Shocked. Sad.
These are two people our children look up to, two people that have found themselves in violent relationships and know first-hand how not sexy it is.
Can abuse possibly be glorified more?
As long as the wrong feels right
It’s like I’m in flight
High of a love
Drunk from the hate
It’s like I’m huffing paint
And I love it the more that I suffer
I suffocate
And right before I’m about to drown
She resuscitates [...]
It can be very hard to care about someone who is in an abusive situation, but by learning what to say and what not to do you may make a huge difference in a life or even save it.
I’m about to haul a minivan load of cack to our local Abused Women’s Shelter, which makes me so unbelievably giddy, I don’t know what to do.
