What hurts the most…

As quickly as she could flinch, facing the anger she’d seen so many times before, he raised his arm and threw the glass of whiskey across the room, striking her in the side of the head, tearing her skin less than a fingertip’s distance shy of her right eye.

‘How about you take a long walk off a short cliff!’ he exclaimed as blood trickled down the side of her face. ‘You’re a perfectly good waste of a human life. Nobody needs or wants you here.’

She bent down to start picking up the pieces of glass that had shattered across the floor. Attempting to hide her tears, she couldn’t help but think there had to be more to life than this, that she deserved better than this. That this was the last birthday she’d spend at the helm of such a monster.

People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places, like secret road maps of their personal histories, diagrams of all their old wounds. Often times the hardest part is not knowing what we’ve been through or how far we’ve come, the hardest part is how people react. What hurts the most? I’m not sure. It’s a toss up between people not believing you, or people downplaying what happened as though it wasn’t anything at all.

That’s why people stay silent for so long.

That’s why people get away with it for so long.

23 thoughts on “What hurts the most…

  1. V…..I don’t know if this is fictional or based upon truth but what I can tell you is that you are 100% correct. I lived through an extremely abusive domestic violence relationship and one of the reasons I write is to share my story about survival. In many instances I have found myself trusting the wrong people, bartering my well being in the Hope’s of feeling loved and accepted when the only true answer is self love. I was so desperate for attention and love because I never fully felt it consistently growing up. When I think back to that time in my life, it doesn’t even feel like me. I have come a loooong way in 10 yrs. I’m grateful to have made it out alive.
    Important share here VπŸ’œ

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  2. I went through abuse and am currently going through the divorce… I still fear …

    Currently I am silent – I am comfortable like that right now. Is very hard for me to speak of even here.

    Eventually I will speak – once I am stronger. Then I can help others through it. But right now I need the silence to be ok… every so often some might spill out here – but I am silent on this in life currently.

    ❀️✌️

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  3. Such is life Vee. I wish it was simple. Life is not 2+2 =4
    Every person and every situation is unique, however similar they may look. One needs wisdom to make right choices at the right time.
    Let us keep raising our own consciousness and keep praying for the rest.

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  4. Opening up to people takes a lot of strength and you’ve really hit the nail on the head here with a massive problem facing our society nowadays. We need to believe and support people, and we need to understand (or at least try to).

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    1. This is an older memory, from a few years back. I had a catch-up with an old friend the other day and she bear witness to this day and had asked me if this guy was still in my life. Brought back a lot of memories for me, and a lot of being glad that he wans’t/isn’t still a part of my life.

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  5. It’s always harder than ‘why don’t you just leave him?’ Sometimes, there’s just too many thing tying you to the person and it sucks because it gives them power over you. (I use ‘you’ in terms of general). Hopefully any person in this situation comes to realize that they deserve so much better than that.

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  6. I think sometimes, some of the scars are hidden even from the person themselves. I’m finding as I’m challenging my anxieties more, I’m finding more hidden memories of the past. I’ve found things I’m shocked and upset by to say the least. So, yeah, I can agree with people keeping these things to themselves. Maybe it’s hard for them to even be honest with themselves, let alone anyone else.

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