I’ve been wanting to scream this from the rooftops for days but I’ve been too scared until right now.
On Thursday I broke away from my abuser and after standing up for myself, being physically assaulted for doing so, and spending the weekend afraid to leave my home, I just want to say that I am free.
It doesn’t matter that my abuser was my mother. No one is allowed to treat me the way I have been treated for the last 23 years.
The recovery has only just begun, but I am already stronger for it, and even if I have to keep on fighting, there is nothing that will make me return to being treated less than human.
For anyone afraid… it took me 23 years, knowing at 5 that I would have to wait to be safe, for me to get away, but you can do it too. One day, you will have the support to get away.