For quite some time I have struggled, been stuck in a loveless abusive relationship. I would justify everything he did, maybe I didn’t understand him, maybe I deserved it, on and on it would go. This dangerous circle. I know I haven’t suffered as badly as others but I have suffered.
I would cry myself to sleep, afraid of being alone, afraid of angering him, just purely afraid. I would keep trying to do my best to be perfect to bleed my wallet dry, to push all my friends away. Already separated from my family he tried to separate me from anyone who I felt cared for me. He’d lie, ruin my friendships with his lies and I kept on accepting it that perhaps I was the one to blame.
One day when I was almost at breaking point where I wasn’t even sure what I was going to do just wishing that god would strike me down as it would be less painful then every day I kept living, Someone who I have the deepest respect for reminded me that my worth wasn’t based on anyone else, that it was stronger then I thought.
She reminded me that I wasn’t alone.
My point to my story is that ever person has a different tolerance to the difficulties in life, what may be the worst thing in mine may be a normal day for another. Be kind to those around you as you don’t know how close they might be to the edge, you might be the one to pull them from the brink of darkness.
Remember you are not alone.
Posted anonymously, 29th December 2014