Talks about domestic violence

Talks about domestic violence

Carmela's Story of Domestic Violence

When it hits close to home......

Earlier today someone I knew personally was shot and killed by her boyfriend. I haven't seen or spoken to her in years, but that still does not change my feeling. I don't know what led up to the shooting, but there is no reason to justify why it happened. I am saddened about the loss and in disbelief of how someone so young, life could be taken away.

This is what I'm fighting for everyday. Just when I thought I should take a break.... The subject of domestic violence is silent, but it does come to light. I just hate for it to come in the form of death. I know this has affected several people I know. I just want everyone to get out of the mentality "it can't happen to me". It can. Regardless if it happens to you or not, it happened to someone you know. That should be enough. My heart goes out to the families and love ones affected by this tragedy...

LNP

Daddy Left Me. Who will love me?

Daddy left me
I hope there are other men out here better than him
Everyone’s reaching
I can almost hear them calling my name
I feel so ashamed
Maybe if I ignore them it will all just go away
I’m running towards love
I know that will save me
If I could just find someone who loves me
I have my son but that isn’t enough
I need HIM to love me
Not all those other girls
I’m willing to give my all
And accept if he only gives me half
I just need HIM near
They say you have to fall before you can get back up
I’m here now and seem to can’t move
Everyone’s reaching
But it’s not him
So I don’t want their hand
I feel so lost
No one understands…………………

ANONYMOUS

Here it is.....

This discussion came about when I was riding from New York. I was trying to brainstorm ideas of how in the world will I get this teens to listen to me. Not just listen to me, but also how will I be able to guide them. My friend and I know women who have been abused and some who are still going through it. Regardless of her situation, the truth is no one wants to talk about it. It is definitely a silent epidemic. I am assuming no one wants anybody in his or her business. What about the people who escaped the situation and were able to walk away from it? She would be an excellent advocate to share her story. The next question would be, who is really willing? So everybody has a story. Here is mine.

I can honestly say that I have never been physically abused. I never could imagine it either. But, why attending a youth summit at the Brighton Rock A.M.E. in Portsmouth on Tuesday I realized that I have been emotionally abused. The instructor from the Y.W.C.A. had teens hold up cards showing words of abuse. Words were displayed like extortion, stalking, creating rumors, intimidation, and threatening etc. I said to myself wait a minute, this guy I used to date done all those things.

What was I thinking?

I guess I thought like most women, if it wasn’t physical then I wasn’t being abused. I would never reveal his name because that’s what he would want. This person literally tried to break me down. I had to change my number three times in one year. He would call my job to the point that I could not concentrate on my work. He would call all my friends and make up lies about me. I have been told things like “an eye for eye” in other words; once he’s done with me no one would want me. He started rumors about me. I have been stalked he always found out where I lived. I can go on and on, but I refused because it is behind me. The most beautiful thing about the situation is that I am not in it anymore. I was able to walk away and stand up regardless of what he said. I do not know what my turning point was. Sometimes you just get tired. I knew I wasn’t happy and it is a big problem when someone is controlling your happiness.

I am not embarrassed to share my story. Nothing is wrong with me. There is obviously something wrong with him. That’s what we need to realize. We blame the victim for staying. We call her stupid. She may be embarrassed to share her story. Well, I am not embarrassed. I am no different from you because I was not physically abused. The powerful part is not what we went thought, but how we overcame it. I do not want to come as so perfect. I am far from perfect. I am here to help. I cannot tell you why it’s in me so much. It just came to me. This is my story. I hope it helps and motivate others to share theirs.

Love is Love

LNP