her story
- anna
- Aug 26, 2022
- 2 min read
i would never have even thought to have considered myself to have lived through abuse
my life is so privileged
but i read her story.
and why
why why why why
did i connect to so much of it
why why why why
did i think of that place
that time
and remember thinking those same thoughts
those thoughts that
show she was in an abusive relationship
now here we must pause.
i don’t think in my situation she meant or even really abused me.
she is kind,
she told me so,
she loves me,
she told me so,
when i read that girls story and she talked about the way she dissolved.
i saw in her story the shadow of me,
living a very different life
but our minds sure shared a lot in common.
she talks about never have ever considered suicide before in her life, but then wondering
what if
and i remember never having considered suicide but watching a suicide prevention video and realizing that
i was feeling how they were feeling.
i understood them so closely.
and i thought,
oh you may have a problem.
i felt empty
disconnected from everything
it was then when i said if i were a disney character i would be gill from nemo.
if you know me, i am not a gill.
but that me was.
and my friend ian called me 'chatty kathy' because I would barely a few words every time we'd talk.
and when i met stacia and emma and i felt like they saved me,
why did i so desperately need to be saved?
and why when i left her did i write in my journal
“i now get why victims of abuse go back to their abusers”
WHY DID I WRITE THAT
i treasure that journal, where i documented without any kind of pretense. what i wrote was raw and unfiltered.
but we were so cute together,
but i asked others who knew and loved her and they said she never said a mean thing about me
and i couldn’t,
can’t
believe them
why would she have loved me
that seems impossible
but here i reiterate
i think she is a genuinely good and lovely person
she loves her mom and dad with a loyalty ive never seen matched
she cares for her grandparents so much and so closely
she loves her brother as a part of her
she is funny and has good taste
she loves the mountains and a good country song
we have so many cute photos together
our arms together creating a heart
i think i became a victim with such fierce downward momentum i dug beneath the bottom of me and
kept
digging
I sit on my laptop writing about islam his head resting warmly on my leg from the start my hands in his hair was a goal, a far away...