subcheryl
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Oh how I wish that I would have had someone who gave a rats a** about me and my boys while I was living a 16 year marriage of mental and emotional abuse. No one ever really said anything of what they saw going on in my life, until I finally came to the point of push and shove. My husband of 16 yrs was very good at the emotional and mental abuse. And for some of us, we are so busy trying to care for our children that in the first person we don't see what is taking place. If someone had said something during that time I would have watched so much better and perhaps have gotten out alot sooner. But as it was when I left with my boys, all I heard was, "Well I was wondering when you were going to wake up to what was going on." type of statements. And I wonder why they never said what they saw. Sometimes a woman is too buried in living that she just doesn't see the problem. I worked a fulltime job, came home, did the cooking, cleaning, scouting with the boys, laundry, gardening, raising animals for meat, helped to take care of a dying father, and mother-in-law, plus try to be me at the same time, my mind was telling me I was being a proper wife, and mom. But in reality he was using me as a sugar momma, he never worked a day in the yrs that we were married, again I put this down to his disabilities, learning, a replaced hip, and hearing loss. He had a Dr Jykle, Mr hyde type of temperment that I didn't see until just before I left him, We were arguing so bad his face was actually red, the kids came and said aunti and uncle are here, and bam just like that he was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and cig as if nothing happened the only reason anyone knew something was going on was cause I was still angry. Than there was a time on a yahoo chat line I was on that a young woman came to me telling me how terrible things were for her, she shared the fact she felt suicidal and such things, she had a little one, her sister was trying to take her boyfriend away. And so on. I tried to get her to go see her dr. to go to a shelter get some kind of help. Well one day her "sister" came on line and said that the girl tried to committ suicide, than she said she died, and that she was taking the baby back to her mom and dad. I felt terrible, I felt as if I had failed her. I even cried for her. See my heart and sole is esp found of young people and I just want to help them all. I see the terrible mess that their lives are in, and want to help them out. But yes now unless I am working with them face to face I try not to get involved. It hurts not knowing if you are being played or if you are actually helping in case of the young woman who supposedly committed suicide, toward the end of the chatting with the "sister" it appeared to be the first young woman I was talking to. But so disjointed. I just broke contact with who ever it was with a very heavy heart but emotionally it was just too much for me not to be there physically to help where I could. and the uncertainty of if it was the truth or a lie who knows In my husbands case since I left him and his death, I have learned so much about myself. I am able to take care of me and my boys and we always seemed to have a little money left over after a pay day which we never had with my husband, I also had an IQ test done and have since found out that I am in the upper levels of average almost to genuis. What a shot in the arm, I have to really pay attention to things now, have learned to think different, and when the boys try pulling one of the things that their dad did, like talk to me like I was stupid, I tell them I am not stupid and that I think different than they do, they didn't even know that they did it, now they say, "Mom not to make it sound like you are stupid, but this is how I see x=z." LOL we can now talk normal to each other but they had to learn different behaviors and I am learning different behaviors. And our relationships are getting so much better, which I am forever happy for. I realize that people are afraid to say something for fear of stepping in where they don't belong, but sometime a gently place question is all that it takes to help them see what is going on in their lives, and just being there on the fringes so they know that you are there can make the difference in whether someone leaves a bad relationship or not. LOL it took also my sister, who has multiple learnign disabilites, being bold like she often is and telling me of husband threatening to hit my oldest with a case iron frying pan and her stepping in between the two of them, that started to open my eyes somewhat to what was going on. Sorry for the ramble, am not thinking all that clear yet as it is early in am, but read this post and had to try and share from my perspective things. I feel if we let those who use and abuse us keep us down and don't try to do anything to fix it, like reaching out again to others the abuser has won, and I won't let him win.
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