MstrssLace -> RE: No protective order for woman who signed contract... (5/9/2006 12:54:10 PM)
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Thank you to all who've been so very kind with your words of encouragement and support. It was important to take the time here, and honestly update the situation. Life goes on....that's a brutal fact that is also a mercy. I've done some bouncing around, seeking safety and a calm place from which to begin again. I spent a few months being a bit crazy (think I'm entitled to that lol)....but the person who said time heals all really did know of what they spoke. With each passing day of *not* being hit, *not* being terrorized, and *not* having to be in fear for my safety, and with the real-time love, support, guidance and friendship of genuine people who genuinely *get it*, I healed. Well....at least I've started healing. I won't downplay the seriousness of what transpired...depression, fear, anxiety, and a loss of ability to function were there. Many would have understood better if I had been the recipient of a brutal attack by a stranger, or had lost my partner to death....society's grudging acceptance of a person's hurt and healing seem to be a *bit* more lenient in those circumstances. But for every "get over it" reaction this story has wrought, there have been a dozen emails and notes here of support, kindness and compassion. For every imbecile who said "you deserved it" or "you brought it on yourself", there was an outpouring of understanding, and encouragement from those who truly live in this reality. The good news is I am about to return "home" after bouncing around like a balloon. Not to the ex, but to the geographic area that I mark as home....with, ironically, the love, support, friendship and companionship of one of "his" other former victims, who wasn't as fortunate in the healing process. The gift of love and healing I received has to be carried on and passed on to her...and after hours and hours of talking, it's plain to us both that the circumstances of *his* abuse were so unique, that it sometimes seems that only someone who's been there, done that, can truly empathize and understand. It's my fervent hope to bring laughter, acceptance, and healing to her life as well as enrich my own with her friendship. The screen ID "MstrssLace" is going to die, by the way. "Lace" was his delegation of name...not my choice. In celebration of freedom (and all that goes with it), I go back to just being me. And at my age, with my baggage (as dearly won as a full set of Louis Viton and in many ways, more expensive, lol), I find that being "ME" is pretty damn nice. It's time...beyond time...to stop sympathizing, and start using this as a vehicle to ensure that he, and every other predatory abuser, knows that their antics will NOT be tolerated in the BDSM community. Nothing grandly organized, nothing subversive or dark. Just a simple message. "We in the BDSM community....refute your right to inject YOUR behaviors into OUR world." My thanks go out to each and every one of you who wrote to me here, and to my email. And more, to those who didn't write...but who simply read the information, and acknowledged that *you* would never involve yourselves in an abusive relationship, in either role....abuser, or victim. It sometimes takes a lot of guts and determination to not hit someone who's pissed you off...rage is a powerful drug, after all. But most of you out here, men, women, dominants and submissives, manage to do it. You're the real "heroes" in life...you deal with your frustrations and fears and anger in acceptable manners. You don't abuse. Thanks also extend to those organization and event coordinators who took the time and energy to listen objectively, ask for facts, ask tough questions, weigh the evidence and personal testimonies, and agreed to *NOT* allow access to your domains, where the hunting-grounds for victims equates to "easy pickings". Your courage to take a stand helped create a much safer environment where we can meet in a common place and time. You too, are heroes in my eyes...you protected not just one, but hundreds of women in one fell swoop....by making it clear that your event/organization wasn't open to predatory abusers of record. Cockroaches run from light and exposure.....whether they have six legs...or just two; unless they become emboldened by tolerance of their presence. My thanks again, to everyone who not only shines a light...but raises a foot to stomp the bugs and send the message...NOT IN MY HOUSE. Jean .
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