I know it has been quite a while, and much has changed in that time. I’m hoping to use this blog more often to help process the daily struggles that I am facing.
I have been in spousal abuse therapy for over 6 months. I have been in an abusive relationship for well over 10 years. It took 6 months of therapy to get me to the point where I can finally free myself.
Unfortunately, the divorce process has become quite contentious. The future is sure to be filled with legal issues, court dates, and reliving traumatic events that cause me great emotional pain.
I was at the courthouse last week. As I was standing patiently in line to speak with the county clerk, a man and woman began arguing. The man started yelling, cussing, and calling the woman a fat *ss. This hit too close to home for me as I’ve been in this exact situation before. I was so triggered that I began shaking and crying right there in front of everyone. The clerk actually apologized to me, but that did little to help the situation. When I was finished with the clerk, I tried to quickly get away from the commotion, but was shaking so hard that I fell to the ground. The man who had been verbally abusing the woman, actually tried to help me up. I jerked away from him, yelled “don’t touch me,” and got up and ran. It was truly horrifying for me.
This is just a sample of what has happened in the past weeks since September 22, 2019, which I now refer to as “D” day. One day I will be more open with my story. Until then, I need all the help and support I can get. If you can, please donate to the cause:
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