People have not a clue the affects abuse can leave on your body, heart, mind, and soul. I read and hear of so many situations that mirror my own and they didn’t make it out alive. I’m so blessed to be here. God has whispered in my ear many times, “I’m your oxygen” and I know he keeps me here to be a passageway for others. So scroll along if you want the usual funny post or selfie. This one is for my friends knowing of someone battling or fighting to overcome.
1 in every 4 women battle a form of abuse in their own lifetime. I know men do too, but 85% of reported victims are women. I will share a link supporting this at the bottom.
It’s not fair to judge, question, or assume someone likes being verbally or physically damaged just because they don’t leave. You don’t have a clue what has been implanted in their mind.
It’s incredibly difficult for an abused victim to get out of bed, cook a meal, focus at work, even tie their shoes. Their minds have been warped. Whether it was physical trauma or emotional whiplashes, many times survivors are at war with themselves.
It’s a process that takes both time and a much higher hope. I’m thankful for God giving me thick enough skin and in many times an inability to feel. So that I could be delivered from experiences with less aftershock.
But I still struggle with flashbacks and mental stillness of my own. I get teased on a date when I carefully consider where I sit, or I talk extremely low. People don’t understand when you explain to them the strict parameters of which you now choose to live.
You have not a clue why someone stays to themselves, won’t put their back to you, jumps down your throat when you say something that seems unappealing to them, and you were just joking.
(A personal experience of my own is having a friend playfully hit me, she never knowing I was prepared to knock her lights out if she touched me again.)
You just never know. I had to remove that friend from my circle for her own good.
It takes extremely close and trustworthy friends, caring relatives, and supportive coworkers to help a person out of domestic abuse.
And it can take years to leave.
Much prayer is needed and self talks are encouraged on a daily basis. Which can be difficult because when you are convinced you are worthless the last person you want to see or hear is yourself.
I’m sharing this because it is apparent in some homes, relationships, friendships but not all. Sometimes the strongest people on the outside go home and get told they are nothing, slapped around, then threatened if they tell a soul.
Red flags are true warnings that when we take our time getting to know someone we can usually spot much better. Not always but many times you can prevent the abuse from ever happening.
Be more alert friends. Pay closer attention. It could save a life.
I had a neighbor killed 2 weeks ago from an abusive marriage and it really hits closer to home than that. #itcouldhavebeenme #compelledtowrite #compelledtoshare #compelledtosave