Staying in Abusive Relationships
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On Hold For Military Investigation
Right now, we’re in the middle of a military investigation about domestic violence. It couldn’t have come at a worse time, but is the result of the report I made back in December 2008. Why did it take so long for the report to make it to the Army? I may have an answer for…
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Top 8 Signs It’s Time To Leave Your Marriage
Journaling one day, I conversed with Big Me, the part of me that connects directly to God and can see the big picture. Here’s what came of it. I wrote: I wonder how long I’ll be able to go on with abuse at the forefront of my mind. At some point, it will truly exhaust…
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Couples’ Counseling Does Not Help Abusive Relationships
I want him to take responsibility for our problems as he expects me to do & expects as much of himself as he expects of me. I want equality in our marriage. However, I tend to agree with Kera who commented, “His response to your marriage counseling hardly seemed like he’s going to become a…
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No Food
“I didn’t eat all day.” He said. “Why not?” I asked him. “Because no one told me there was any food ready.”
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Mr. Nice Guy
One of the hardest parts of living in this abusive situation is knowing that “Mr. Nice Guy” will be replaced by “the other one” – the guy that is angry, loud, mean, insulting, and abusive. I’ve learned that by switching back and forth at will, my abuser successfully keeps me in a state of alert.…
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Rape Secret
I have spent YEARS wondering why I was suddenly so, um, “willing” to have sex after going through such a traumatic “first time” experience. Why couldn’t some counselor just say, “You know, Kellie, you may be having sex and making yourself so miserable in an attempt to make your rape seem less important.”
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Mountains From Molehills
When my husband tells me I am making mountains out of molehills, it means HE is the one doing it. HE is the one insisting on picking things apart. UGH!
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Santa is a Bastard – Hateful Things & Hidden Memories
Well, you could say that Santa just gave me a pack of big ol’ granny panties, definitely unwanted but oh so useful. I went up into the attic to grab another journal. In it is a page torn from a notebook, on which I wrote,