#DomesticViolenceAwareness, Domestic Violence, Uncategorized

Sometimes, I am Still Afraid

It doesn’t matter how long it’s been, or how many counseling sessions I have attended, sometimes I am still afraid. Sometimes the images I tried so hard to erase from my mind haunt my thoughts. Sometimes I feel guilty for all the things I could have done. Sometimes I wonder what it was that made so many people want to hurt me. After a while, its hard not to think it’s me, that maybe I am doing something wrong.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to walk down a street without having to scan the whole environment, on edge as I wait to ensure my safety. I think I lost this when I was four. At four I knew I had to be mindful of where I went and who I let see me. That fear is burned deep into my being.

I often get a feeling in my bones that alerts me to the danger that is waiting for me. It has quieted down a lot, but it still lingers in the breeze. It is not just one lurker that waits for me. There are a few, and each one has an entourage of others who could be after me too. And then I stop and think how crazy this all sounds, until I remember, its not crazy at all.

It is my reality.

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3 thoughts on “Sometimes, I am Still Afraid”

  1. Just wondering if these feelings have increased since you started going public .
    I’ve noticed I have days when I feel those unsettled feelings and thoughts of the enemy lurking everywhere. They’ve been more annoying as I began bringing my story into more of a public arena. However, I turn to my source of strength and realize that if it helps only one soul it’s all worth it.
    I love how open you are to share your heart and want you to know what a wonderful, powerful gift you’ve been given.
    Thank you for your strength and courage as you go forward in your journey.

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    1. They have not increased, they are not always loud, just some days they are hard to ignore. I just feel it’s important to share that even though I’m a survivor and speaking out, doesn’t mean I still don’t struggle with fear. My voice is what I have now, and I’ll keep speaking my truth until I no longer can. 💜💜💜

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