It occurred to me that when abuse is reported the concerned person is saying that the person being abused doesn’t deserve it.
The one who reports abuse is saying, this is unjust and I’m not going to sit by and let this happen.
The one reporting abuse offers their strength to the abused and offers their voice because they recognize vulnerability.
Even when done anonymous, it takes a healthy conscience and inner strength to report abuse. My mother had neither.
I understand why my mother never reported accounts of abuse we shared with her in strict detail. She never saw those kids as living beings with the universal right to safety and peace. She didn’t recognize their worth. My mother probably never expected anyone to go to bat for me. How sorely she underestimated the worth of her children, too.
I honestly didn’t expect to survive her, but I did. Most days I’m happy I did because there’s so much more to see and do.
Faith
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Sometimes it’s so hard for me to hold onto your last part. But you are right and thanks for saying it. There IS so much more to see and do.
It is hard to hold on to. Sometimes I don’t see it but other times is glaring and obvious.
I often get through by being simply too stubborn to let them win. In my head suicide would be just that. Letting my abusers win. Sometimes though, it’s just hard.
There is satisfaction when I meet a goal and press forward with life, leaving them stuck in their mud.