Jesus Heals
Every time I hear or see a programme about victims of domestic. Violence against women I wonder how can one persevere such misery on their lives. I believe anything that one does have a choice to leave or either stay though leaving would be an ideal choice to make, why or how is it that, such an "obvious" option is not as obvious for most victims. And I often wonder why.
So from personal experience I've witnessed my mom get physically abused by her boyfriend when I was about 9-10 years old at that time, my mom stormed out to the police station before she could reach the corner of the house, he pulled her and she fell.. he dragged her back into the house like some animal, I was so confused, terrified and angry all at once and the fact that I couldn't help my mom was just saddening.
She made me promise to not tell my grandparents about what I swore and I never told then even today. I must say I admired the fact that she left that man and never looked back. I believe it was because she was once hit with a hard glass vase once by my late step dad I have a vivid memory of that scene when I was 4 years old.
Such incidents traumatized me so much that growing up in my grandparent's house, my grandad was quite strict and short tempered so he'd shout a lot at my grandma. And I'd have nightmares of him...
So from personal experience I've witnessed my mom get physically abused by her boyfriend when I was about 9-10 years old at that time, my mom stormed out to the police station before she could reach the corner of the house, he pulled her and she fell.. he dragged her back into the house like some animal, I was so confused, terrified and angry all at once and the fact that I couldn't help my mom was just saddening.
She made me promise to not tell my grandparents about what I swore and I never told then even today. I must say I admired the fact that she left that man and never looked back. I believe it was because she was once hit with a hard glass vase once by my late step dad I have a vivid memory of that scene when I was 4 years old.
Such incidents traumatized me so much that growing up in my grandparent's house, my grandad was quite strict and short tempered so he'd shout a lot at my grandma. And I'd have nightmares of him...