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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He Wouldnt Let Me Keep Pierogi In The House Because He Disliked Them So Much. I Was Not Even Allowed
He wouldn’t let me keep pierogi in the house because he disliked them so much. I was not even allowed to eat them when he wasn’t home.
Guess what I’ve got a bit ol’ plate of right now?
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“I am sorry someone loved you badly, and that they made you feel like you take up more space than you deserve. I am sorry they abandoned you when you need them the most and it has made you believe that love is an awful thing that hurts.”
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Nikita Gill
No Answer
Silly old emo song sent me into a flashback.
Once I was certain he’d walked away and was done with his rampage I’d take a moment to breathe before trying to stand up and evaluate the damage .
More frequently as time went on I would think the same thing: How did it come to this?
hi! im a survivor of domestic abuse also, and i just wanted to say thank you. one of your posts showed up in my recommended and i clicked on ur blog, and i just. im so happy? ive been in a downward spiral lately and your posts about recovery really gave me hope. (especially the one about pierogi!). so anyways, i just wanted to thank you. ok bye ^w^
Hi there!
I’m sorry you have gone through this hell. Downward spirals are, regrettably, all a part of the healing process. There’s some horrendous moments, and some horrendous weeks. I know that hearing that doesn’t help you feel better in that moment, but it does get easier to manage. Hopefully knowing that This Too Shall Pass helps?And you really are so strong.
Hope, validation and the love of my friends kept me from succumbing to the dark. I’m glad I could give you a little of that. Lean on your people, if you got ‘em. If you don’t, keep reaching out. Wishing you the best.
I still think about him basically every time I get a quiet moment: in a fitting room, at a red light, in my office, in the shower.
Recovery is a bitch.
“What would make someone want to stay in a relationship like that?”
It’s been two years tonight, as of this very moment. Two years since the first time I hated him for a minute.
It took the worst thing that ever happened to me to get me to even consider leaving. And it still took me a year.