Abuse and trauma survivor - these are my stories in no particular order. Content warnings and triggers everywhere. Adult blog; 18+ only.
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On Tuesday I Had An Intake Appointment For Group Therapy At My Local Womens Shelter. I Had A Personal
On Tuesday I had an intake appointment for group therapy at my local women’s shelter. I had a Personal Danger and Risk Assessment done. The score scale is out of 30 and a score of 19 or higher categorized you as “In Extreme Danger/At Extremely High Risk”.
I scored a 27.
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“An abuser tries to keep everybody—his partner, his therapist, his friends and relatives—focused on how he feels, so that they won’t focus on how he thinks, perhaps because on some level he is aware that if you grasp the true nature of his problem, you will begin to escape his domination.”
— Lundy Bancroft, Why Does He Do That?: Inside the Minds of Angry and Controlling Men
I bought a lipstick today. He got angry when I spent money on things that weren’t “essential”, so I felt naughty.
Reality has set in: How messed up is it that a $6.00 lipstick is a victory?
Have you ever been to a women's shelter?
You buzz, and you identify yourself before you enter. They have video footage of you and they take pics. If they've misspelled your last name it is a hassle to proceed. If they let you proceed at all.
They'll buzz you in only 5 minutes before you're scheduled. Otherwise there may not be someone to " keep an eye" on you. The leave you outside to be victim to whateved creep is stalking the place that day. Or whatever mother nature has in store.
There's passcodes and two sets of impenetrable doors. There is bulletproof glass at the reception desk. There are hardly any windows and none of them open.
It is stale and stagnant and stinks of misery.
It took me 20 minutes to secure a glass of water since they had to find "an escort". The chairs are stiff. There is an air of everything being just " functional"
It's not welcoming. It has no intention of being so. It's a prison. You're there because of decisions you made.
We leave one to enter another.
Tried a self defense course tonight. Realized i am not ready to have people touch me.
Particularly not cishet white men. And particularly not around the throat.
Whoever wrote this was well meaning. I get that. But now I have a definitive list of holyshitfuck things I am completely dropping the ball on.
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