Abuse Hides in the Dark. Turn on Your Light.

My Life After Abuse


  • Dream World of Abuse in Relationships

    Dream World of Abuse in Relationships

    I wrote this some time ago, before leaving my abuser: Poe wrote, “All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.” Perhaps his statement sheds light on why abuse is so difficult to describe, so difficult to recognize, end, and admit. Living in abuse, I know that nothing is real. Every

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  • Anniversary Anxiety Related to Domestic Violence

    Anniversary Anxiety Related to Domestic Violence

    February 1st last year was on Monday. Will and I had gone to court the Thursday before, and I had told the judge I agreed that he could see the boys. That first weekend, he wouldn’t take them because he hadn’t received his paperwork and was afraid that I would call the law on him

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  • One Year Out of My Abusive Marriage: The Moonlight Dance

    One Year Out of My Abusive Marriage: The Moonlight Dance

    The subconscious dance I participated in with my ex-husband steals my thoughts today. I want to look deep inside the belly of the beast inside myself and paint a true portrait of my abusive marriage with my own blood. I don’t want his blood – I cannot pretend to know what he was doing or

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  • Share What You Know About Domestic Violence and Abuse

    Share What You Know About Domestic Violence and Abuse

    The interview I did with Gary Copeland as host is posted at Healthy Place Mental Health Radio Show and titled My Verbally Abusive Marriage. I’m not certain what to think about the interview. I was nervous for some reason, and think that I didn’t answer some of the questions succinctly. While thinking about my answers,

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  • Last Year

    Last Year

    I know there’s no “loser” in my brain. The words I speak to myself are so far from tired and depleted that I almost cannot remember writing that entry, almost cannot remember feeling that worthless and guilty.

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  • I Wish He Could Move Past the Past

    I Wish He Could Move Past the Past

    Life goes on; some days are wonderful, some surprising, some plain sad. Sometimes I wish for the happy ending to my marriage that I’ll never have – “happy” in that we would die of old age after years of peacefully and joyfully rocking on our porch.

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  • Leaving But Not Yet Free

    Leaving But Not Yet Free

    He and I have children together. I am connected to him for the rest of my life, through them. Although our vows to love, honor and cherish fell by the wayside, “for better or worse, ’til death do we part” holds strong. Some promises can’t be taken back. I wish I could say I was all right with

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  • My Real World is Different From What He Described

    My Real World is Different From What He Described

    When I left my husband, I had no idea of the purity of life that would engulf me in these following months. I met people who said what they meant. I met people who could be upset without letting their tempers spill over into conversation with me, toward me. I met people who don’t have…

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  • Leaving Hip-Hop Sounds A Lot Like Leaving Abuse

    Leaving Hip-Hop Sounds A Lot Like Leaving Abuse

    Yes, this is Eminem’s song “25 to Life” and Marc tells me it’s about Eminem leaving Hip-Hop, which it very well may be. But it’s about something else, too. In case you don’t like Eminem, I copied the lyrics below the song so you don’t have to listen to it. I don’t think she understands

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  • I Lived a Fairy Tale During Domestic Abuse

    I Lived a Fairy Tale During Domestic Abuse

    Once upon a time, I lived in a world of disapproval and fear. I listened to a man who demanded I make him happy, then grew angrier when I could not. I thought something was wrong with me, so I sought to change who I was to become more pleasing to that man. But as I changed

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