Abuse Hides in the Dark. Turn on Your Light.

Staying in Abusive Relationships


  • I Will Always Be Hopeful

    I Will Always Be Hopeful

    I know God will change me and my actions, but how do I make all this junk okay for our boys in the meantime? [Answer: I could not. I wish I’d left then, in 1998.]

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  • Conversation with Truth, the Hardest Angel to Hear

    I don’t believe I am talking to an angel. There is no peace and comfort here. If this is true, it could be less painful. I will continue to ask God to let me keep my baby.

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  • Questions for God

    And God, why do I feel alone in the world? Why is there such a distance between Will and me? Why doesn’t he want to hang out with his boys? Why am I the only one talking to our boys about you, but he’s the one who insists they be Catholic? Why do we have…

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  • Mere Woman

    He got SO MAD at me! He said that we didn’t have the fucking money for a tow truck and told me to go away. As I walked away with tears in my eyes, he yelled something about What the HELL do you think YOU could do anyway?!

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  • Abuse Described In The Bible Proverbs 6:16-19

    Abuse Described In The Bible Proverbs 6:16-19

    Proverbs 6:16-19: Looking inward to find the source of my pain I once again miss the forest for the trees. If I had once thought about my husband as I looked at the list of what God hates, maybe I could have realized he abused me sooner.

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  • Cryptic Financial Advice From An Angel

    Doggone angels won’t ever flat out tell you what you need to know! But they guide and prod if we’re quick enough to understand. I wasn’t.

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  • Depression Relief, Delusions of Joy

    Depression Relief, Delusions of Joy

    Abuse came before Depression in my marriage, but when my Depression lifted (thanks Prozac) I entered another fantasy world.

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  • Goals For Me Implanted Through Brainwashing

    Goals For Me Implanted Through Brainwashing

    By 1998, I didn’t even know what I wanted for me anymore. His goals for me became my goals for myself, inserted neat and clean in my mind with brainwashing.

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  • We Forgot to Scream

    We Forgot to Scream

    As I flipped through old journals to create Verbal Abuse Journals, I found a forgotten memory – an instance of physical abuse. How do you forget that?

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  • Walkin’ On Sunshine

    Walkin’ On Sunshine

    The honeymoon periods found me full of life and energy, yet dreading the possibility that the honeymoon would end. Make hay while the sun shines, I suppose.

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