It was November 2018. I woke up on the floor after sleeping in a room in my house that I used as my office, instead of sleeping in my bedroom, where he was sleeping. I felt scared, afraid to leave the room and confront the situation ahead of me, treading on eggshells as always and feeling like a shell of my former self. 🐚 It wasn’t unusual to be met with passive aggressiveness, being completely ignored…
I was listening to a podcast about domestic abuse yesterday. The woman being interviewed works in the field with survivors + training professionals. She was sharing her experience of her own abusive relationship + the shame she felt being in one while also working in the field, as well as how it changed her work. It brought up so many parallels for me that I wanted to share. I never share this stuff from…
I read an amazing post today written by a survivor of an abusive relationship which I really resonated with. She talked about her behaviours in that relationship that other people would have judged her for – drinking to self-medicate, feeling unhappy, not being her best self. She said that some friends didn’t get it as they didn’t see the lie she was living, with others seeing him as Mr Nice Guy and her the Drunken Idiot. …