There are days when the crisp morning air and the stalness of the days end rest between my eyes like a Pirates plank. The notion of do something or nothing and the end result is yet the same. I claim not to be a survivor of domestic violence for that gives my abuser a sense of purpose, a notion of power and of some regard the shaping of me as a woman. I so vividly remember, so much so, that at times, I grab for my ribs, my hair and my sense of self worth -that at times, could not even be reached as I re-live the episodes of abuse. I always recalled, “why me”- “what is it of my woman’s auroa that makes you so afraid” - “whom are you that you raise your hand or foot to such an innocent being”. All of which were rhetorical in nature, because I never received response; not even from myself.

The straw that broke the camels back was my choice to LIVE!

If you or someone you know is involved in an abusive relationship- whether it be physical, verbal, sexual or of any regard that poses a state of emergency encourage them to get out- to chose to LIVE!

DO NOT WAIT- THIS INCIDENT MAY BE THE LAST-DESPITE WHAT YOU PERCEIVE YOU ARE LOVED AND MATTER TO SOMEONE- JUST NOT TO THE PERSON WITH THE MENTAL HEALTH DEFICIT!

Domestic Violence Awareness Project - https://www.dvawareness.org/