Why Women Stay in Abusive Relationships
The toxic dynamic is difficult to escape
It was another night that he was in a terrible and unstable mood, I could just tell by the loud slam of the door. Moments later in a split second everything suddenly went black and I started seeing stars when I heard the kids screaming “Mom!!! Are you okay???” and him yelling at them to go to their rooms.
I saw the smashed Matchbox car track that had once been fastened to the wall was now laying on the ground in several pieces.
In that moment it felt like everything was going in slow motion, and I was watching someone else’s life and not my own. My head, my shoulders, my back all hurt. There would be at least one bruise there tomorrow.
As much as we hate the painful, catastrophic epiphany awakening moments, it is during these moments that our clarity is right in front of us and we can no longer dwell in our indecision and distractions.
I could not live like this any longer. I had to get out.
It no longer mattered to me what people thought.
I no longer cared about the judgment and lectures that I would be “breaking up” my family, and my children would now be from a broken home. The home was already broken, even if we are all living together as a family in it.
