I hesitated whether or not I should write this blog. I don't want to hurt innocent people. I have grappled with whether or not I should "out" someone because they were abusive to me and someone that I loved dearly. Thing is, some people I care about deeply think that the abusive person is a good guy. They don't know what happened. If I "out" the abuser, these folks might be hurt. Chances are good they will be. I don't want that. My God, I don't want that.
But I am a loose cannon ready to explode. The aftermath of my abuse has been a lifetime of dysfunction. I have PTSD. I love my husband and children with all my heart. I love my friends. I feel like I can't be the person that I want to be with them. A good friend of mine keeps asking me "are you ok?". She knows something is wrong. I keep telling her that "I'm tired" but it's so much more than that
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