The idea that abuse does not happen behind white picket fences or always leaves bruises is just something we tell ourselves. It makes it easier to process. It means we can think of an abuser as a monster, instead of a neighbor.
Do you really need to judge my choices, because you can’t understand the torment of emotional abuse? Really?
Indulge me, and reflect on that for a second. What you are effectively asking me to do is forgive and forget the first 30+ years of my life.
I will be honest, if it was not for the help I received from my partner, my closest friends, and my fellow survivors, I would still be struggling through the toxicity of my family. A Survivor Cannot Go It Alone I know I keep saying this, but it really is that simple. The healing journey is too much […]