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The first time it happened, I was more shocked than anything else. All I could do was curl up and cry as he hit me. I’ve heard people judge me for it, even if they don’t express it in words – I can see in their eyes that they don’t understand why I couldn’t just defend myself. I guess I see the merit in that, seeing as I’m quite physically fit. What those people don’t seem to understand is the emotional abuse that accompanies the physical violence. It’s more than a slap or a kick, and every time you feel the force, you’re broken all over again. Sometimes I cry just thinking about it, but that’s also why I felt it so necessary to tell my story. It should affect us all.
The thing is, I’m not discussing how I became stuck in such a horrendous rut. My story is about my response – how it was different, and what that meant to me and my daughter. Yes, I have a daughter. Really, all that I did, I did it for her. In all honesty, I may still be stuck there had I been without the responsibility and desperation to free her from his presence: my husband. Her father. He was a dangerous man.
I guess my motivation had been building ever since she was born, but became apparent when I noticed the fear in her eyes for the first time – that was my real motivation. The determination came to me when I noticed it was gone – that her father’s rage was no longer cause for shock or concern.
My stomach was sore and he still stood over me as I scampered over to the wall, whimpering uncontrollably with the pain and depression of it all. My blond hair fell over my face, and it was hard to breathe in any proper sense.
He held all the power, and even though I knew no one deserved to be abused, he was starting to get to me. It was like brainwashing. Still, when I rolled onto my side and saw my daughter standing by the hall, just watching with this sort of blank expression on her face, I was totally affected. Nothing could wash my maternal nature away. I locked eyes with her, telling her in silence to run – that I didn’t know if she was really safe around him like this: at all, really. That was a true moment of clarity.
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Really great start, I love the way you write and you already have me hooked with this story. I can’t wait to see the connection grow between them as something positive comes out of something so terrible
You are someone who is not afraid to try things out. Amazing GR. Thank you for sharing your talent with us :)
This was a great beginning. Please post more as soon as you can.
The breadth and depth of your writing is exceptional from brave and groundbreaking NC-17s to important but difficult social issues. You rock, girl!
Oh poor Tina and glad she run away and run into Bette and hope Bette help her and she let her help. This is good and like it, please post more, thanks!
Great start. Very interesting, please post soon :)
Tough subject. I am sure you will do it justice.
The first thing that ran through my mind after reading the first paragraph was J.Lo’s movie (only good one) “Enough”. I can’t wait to see what happens next.
You are an excellent writer GR, and I can’t wait to read more.
Nice start. Update soon
good start. poor Tina.
A new story from you is always a nice surprise.Great start.PPS.
Great start! This is a very tough subject to tackle and I can’t wait to see how your story unfolds. Thank you.
difficult subject but too real
Great start. Can’t wait to see what happens. Poor Tina.
Hey GR, What a great opener to what is lining up to be a fantastic and important story. While I accept that this might be too difficult for many people to read however it survives and grows in silence. I applaud you for promoting the the idealogy of survival and optimism. Life can and does get better when you take charge of your destiny. The hardness part is the constant emotional and physical blackmail that the abuser use to maintain the status quo. I have the feeling that Tina’s life is about to improve immensely. I can’t wait to read more. GR, you take on the hard subjects then educate and entertain. You rock my world. Many thanks and keep up the great work. Your Loyal Fan and (Proud) Friend.