Art, literature, film — the more time that passes, the more I appreciate creative acts that explore complex relationships and shine honesty into the dynamics of intimate partner violence. I find it deeply healing, when I can interrogate patterns from my own marriage but at the safe distance art provides.
Watching abuse play out in real-time and IRL is another matter. Especially when the woman being emotionally brutalized is my mother…and I know there’s not shit I can do about it.
No one heals without the love and support of others, but the first step you always take alone: in that moment when you decide you want more.
When you choose to believe that maybe, just maybe, you deserve more.
If anyone reading this now is in the throes of that decision — if any of you are wondering whether (just maybe) you too deserve to imagine a bigger life than the one your partner permits you — please trust me when I tell you, yes.
Yes. You do. You deserve more.
Please trust me when I tell you that you too deserve to breathe the air in your own home without fear.
Help will find you if only you can reach out and ask.