Showing posts with label Divorce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Divorce. Show all posts

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Right isn't always easy

Two years ago I made the choice to do the right thing instead of the easy thing. I left my husband of nearly 6 years, he was my first, the only person I had been with since I turned 18. I left not because I didn't want to be married to him anymore, I left because I was in danger.
I happened to be at the right time at the right place and met with someone who showed the cycle of abuse. She told me something that changed my life that day. On average an abused woman will go back 7 times. I made up my mind right then that I wouldn't do that. It wasn't that I didn't want to go back, I really thought that he could change. The one thing I knew is that I couldn't go back until he did change. I didn't at that time realize the severity of the relationship I was in. I hadn't shared all of what had happened because I was afraid that people would see my imperfect world. I had an image to keep up and I couldn't do that if people knew what was really going on in my world.
I remember years before I had shared with a friend but she didn't share my faith so I didn't listen to her. I didn't talk to anyone who shared my faith until it got to the point where I couldn't hide it anymore. It was starting to escalate. It had seemed fine for a while but in the blink of an eye everything changed. Before I left I thought I could talk, say something that would help him to realize what was going on. He acknowledged there were problems, but not the one that was staring me in the face.
I spent a week trying to reconcile in my mind who this man I had married was. I had been in denial for so long that I had hidden what he was. When I realized who he was it still took time for me to get the guts to leave. I had two children with this man and he was now the enemy.
Waking up in the morning to hands around my neck was what it took. I wanted a sign, something that would tell me to get out there, that was it. I won't say that I left and I never looked back. I looked back, I wavered, I cried, I was heart broken, and then numb. I wanted him to get help, I wanted us to be a family again, but he never changed. He told me sweet lies, tried to tell me he had changed but I could see it wasn't true.
I had seen cases of domestic violence in my life, heard the stories. I said if a man ever hit me I would be out of there. I wish it was that easy. There is so much more that goes into it than a black eye. The emotional and mental abuse take pieces of you away. The woman that is left behind is just a shell of who she used to be. There is no reason for a woman or man to ever be subject to domestic violence. The controller often says that you will be in trouble for getting help. That you let them abuse you so there is nothing you can do. DON'T LISTEN!!! There is help, people are willing to help if you speak out. It isn't always easy but it's easier than living an abused life.

1. Know what abuse is...it's more than physical
2. Get out of the situation
3. Find a support system and heal

If you find yourself in an abusive situation the links above will help you recognize the signs and get help. If you are not ready to leave make sure you delete your computer history, and please keep yourself safe.



Monday, January 30, 2012

Somebody had a bad day

I often write posts that are upbeat and most often uplifting, or so I would hope. I do not often write posts that speak of hurt or pain unless I am already over it. This blog however is called Life in Pieces. It would not be fair to only share the good pieces when there are bad ones as well. We all have those days, moments, sometimes even weeks when it's just bad.
It's the time when you just want to take a pan of brownies, and a tub of ice cream and eat to your hearts content. When you put on a sappy movie just to sit and cry. The worst of my moment was last night, it was late and no one else was up. I know I have plenty of friends to lean on for support but for the moment I wanted to sit in my misery. I didn't want to be cheered up or told that it would all work out.
Those who saw me yesterday saw a happy, even cheerful person and that was true. I didn't hide my true feelings behind a facade. I was truly a happy person yesterday morning. There is not one single thing that led to my misery. It was a cumulation of over a year and half of a journey that should not have taken that long.  Then when I looked back I realized it was much longer than a year and seven months, it was 9 years and 3 months. A third of my life gone. I can't go back and change the past, and there are some things that I wouldn't want too. I mourn for the life that I never had, for the way I wished things had been. It feels like a tremendous waste of time.
I have so much to be thankful for and I don't take that for granted. At the same time I'm just a person and I have bad days. The past year and seven months has had so many ups and downs it's like a bad roller coaster. You scream to get off and no one hears you, it's enough to make you hurl. Why do I share this?
The reason I have to share is because my life is about transparency. I hid my life for so many years while it was at it's worst and I learned something from that. Don't do it, don't hid it. There are so many people who are going through the same thing or perhaps even worse but we try to keep up this image. We want others to see us as perfect, wonderful, and without flaws.
So here it is, Divorce sucks!!!! I truly did not want to get a divorce but I couldn't continue living my life that way. The process of divorce sucks, going to court sucks, paying a lawyer sucks. I enjoyed being married because of the word married. When people ask how I'm doing with it I don't really know how to answer. I'm glad because this long journey is finally over, I'm not glad that I had to do it. I'm not happy that my children don't get a Dad who is there for them. I'm not happy that I come home to an empty house. I'm glad that my children and I are safe. I'm glad that I am free to be me, that I can write, sing, and learn without hindrance. I'm glad that my children are surrounded with people who love them and nurture them.
For those of you who want to know how I feel about it, there it is. I'm just so tired; I've been pushed off the roller coaster, dragged through the mud and the muck, then told to get up and smile. We all have our journey's to go through and this is part of mine. It was because of choices I made but it doesn't make it any easier. Now that I have thrown my pity party for the world to see I'm done. Life keeps going and so must I. Children, work, school, and housework; they all continue on. I choose to live my life with a smile and joy because I have so much more to be thankful for than not. At the end of the day I will be okay, I know this because I know this; "The joy of the Lord is my strength and my shield." Psalm 28:7 NIV