It’s the question every survivor of domestic violence is posed, often incredulously: Why didn’t you just leave? The reality is that leaving an abusive relationship is often a herculean task that endangers the woman and calls for resources that aren’t readily available. In the United States, an estimated 1.3 million women are victims of domestic violence each year. But it doesn’t end there: The World Health organization reports that globally, about 35 percent of women have experienced intimate partner violence or non-partner sexual violence in their lifetime. And that just includes those that have reported the violence. Between 55 and 95 percent of women who had been physically abused by their partners never contacted organizations, shelters, or the police for help. That means a large number of women stay. Fact: One in three U.S. women has been or will be a victim of domestic violence in her lifetime. FACT: A woman is beaten every 15 seconds in the United States. Countless more are emotionally abused, sexually coerced, and controlled financially. A Deeper Look At Domestic Abuse: Why I stayed Leaving is never the easy choice — it is just one more painful choice in a reality full of painful choices. 1. I was afraid of being shamed, judged, hated, or accused of lying. You hear it all the time — an allegation of domestic abuse is waved away, with the reasoning, “I know him — he would never do that, she’s making it all up, he’s a nice guy.” 2. Abuse is generally cyclical, and most abusers follow a pattern that keeps victims feeling trapped. It was as though he could sense when I was about to throw in the towel, and he’d suddenly be back to his old, loving self, making it very difficult for me to justify leaving him especially because I loved him and desperately wanted us to be able to function in a healthy relationship. He was giving me hope and I constantly thought to myself that maybe he’ll change, and everything will get better. He would have a “moment of clarity” in which he would get down on his knees, sobbing, telling me he hated himself for what he’d done to me and begging me to forgive him. 3. I loved my husband. Continue to facebook to read post
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