domestic violence

Hi, my name is Smurfie07. I am a 17 year old girl. I'm here because I live with an abusive dad who hurts my mom and me. My mom loves him, defends him, gives excuses for him and doesn't even want to talk about it or the option of leaving him. It hurts me deeply to live in such a household. I have not been able to tell anyone about this, neither do I know whom to trust and talk about this situation. I want to leave but I do not know how. I wish to find people with similar stories here. I would know that I am not alone and there is hope for me to get out of this.

#MightyTogether #Migraine #Anxiety #Grief #Depression #Abuse #DomesticViolence

So tried of this life. I see no future. I feel like my mother. She was exceptionally weak. Drank herself a new reality. Perhaps I am just as weak.

I'm a single mother of 3.2 of my kids have severe #Autism . I met a guy, the ONLY man who was not afraid to actually be in a relationship with me. in the 10 years I've been divorced, he was the first entertain a serious relationship with someone who has 2 kidsv with severe needs. That's REALITY. Believe me, I have been out there, available, open minded and hopeful that I deserved and would find my person.

Today, he was in court Violation of probation. He was on probation because I tried to be understanding when he strangled me repeatedly one night. I kept him out of prison. Since that night, he has destroyed my property, attempted to rape me on a few occasions, murdered my sexual health (by way of lifelong STDS) physically assaulted me in ways I will never fully heal, destroyed my emotional well being. He got 90 days in jail. In May, he will forget I existed, forget my children existed and be free to infect another woman. I'll never recover. He'll never care.

Wow! I just found out a person can be denied housing, if they've ever been on a psychiatric hold for a suicide attempt. What if the main reason for the attempt was because of lack of housing?!!

I wonder if they deny applicants who have any other life-threatening illness, like cancer or hereditary chronic pancreatitis.

#homelessness #DomesticViolence #Suicide #Stigma

TW: Abuse

I don't know many people with TBI's and I cannot always express my thoughts about my injury. It's always been a secret and hidden away just like most people who endure abuse.

My dad beat me so hard that I lost consciousness. I don't remember many details. I remember clips of a movie, the event of the abuse. I remember running away and being pulled back in for more beatings. This happened when I was 14 yrs old. I never went to see a Doctor except for a dentist because he broke my teeth and I needed them fixed for "aesthetic" purposes, not because my dad cared for my well being. We said to everyone I fell or it was a skateboard accident.

Now, symptoms are getting worse, my doctors minimized my symptoms because there was no evidence of my abuse. Until, the MRI showed my brain covered in spots. Spots where my brain bled and died.

I am feeling sad today because it is his birthday and I continue with the effects of not being able to find words to speak, memory issues, headaches, and more.

Feeling sad and grieving for my young teenage self.#Abuse #Trauma #BrainInjury #TBI #DomesticViolence

I’m very trauma, bonded, and struggling to move from a partial separation to a full separation from my abusive husband of 33 years. Any suggestions or support from those who have experienced the similar struggle and been successful would be much appreciated. #DomesticAbuse #DomesticAbuseSurvivors #DomesticViolence

I’m new to the group and just wanted to say hello to fellow survivors of childhood and domestic abuse. I hope to be able to connect with others here. I in a partial separation from my abusive husband, but I am extremely trauma bonded so it is difficult to move to complete separation. However, that is my goal and I would love suggestions from others who have struggled with this and been successful. Thank you. #DomesticAbuse #DomesticViolence

The End

My heart is broken, shattered in a million pieces..
Nothing will fix it..nor do I beg anyone to come…
I’d rather feel the pain…I’d rather feel the shame…and let everything in me come undone…

I don’t need forgivness, understanding, or pity… because i all honesty… I don’t need it, I don’t deserve it, and I damn well don’t want any award either…

I loved, and I walked away.. for whatever reasons… there were just as many reasons to stay as go away… so.. there’s that. The lovebird has sung it’s tune… the night owl takes the stage.

As the cold night air creeps into aching bones.. so does the awareness of solitude, fear, questions of unknown fate, peace, but sadness..and hope that we both wake up to the same sun once the night ends, and blessings come that are more than bittersweet.