As I mentioned eons ago, October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month.
Not everyone has experienced domestic violence, but I'm sure most people have heard about it.
I am well aware that one of the first thoughts that come to mind when hearing about a domestic violence situation is, "Why doesn't the victim leave the abusive partner?".
I used to think that too. When I was young, and stupid I used to watch smutty daytime talk shows. I would think to myself, "Why is this lady or man with that loser? I would never let that happen to me.".
NEVER in a zillion years would I have imagined that I would be in a similar situation!
There are so many different aspects of domestic violence, and of a domestically violent relationship, that there's no possible way for it to be entirely discussed in one "sitting" (hence the "Part I)". There isn't even an "entirety" when it come to the subject because it is constant, ongoing, and always evolving and taking on different forms.
You don't even realize that you're in a toxic relationship until it is too late. But, in reality, it is NEVER too late to break away from a toxic and violent relationship...physically, or mentally, or emotionally.
That is the true reality. Although the reality we convince ourselves is otherwise. But, those lies which we convince ourselves that are true, are only there for life to make sense, and for some feeling of false peace.
I'm thinking of, perhaps, discussing one aspect or subject of domestic violence at a time. It may take a while for me to perfect the way I talk about it here in blog form. I could write a book. I've been wanting to write a book. But, as I said, the subject is too complicated to be summarized at all.
I'll figure it out.
In the meantime, I will intermittently prove to all that I am not a vessel that is merely filled with whining, complaining, moaning, and groaning.
I am quite the funny individual, to be honest.
To be honest, I am, also, the most honest individual. My memory is too bad for me to lie. I'm lucky to remember where I park my car...in my driveway.
*Funny, right?*
In the meantime, I will try to file my brain in an organized fashion. But, I'll warn you, that my mind hasn't been organized since 1981.
So, please, accept my advanced apologies for my occasional randomness and bouncing around.
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