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I am grateful that you had the strength to leave for you and for your daughter. It is sad to know of the emotional abuse you endured. I rejoice in what you spared your daughter of.
Remember you were as innocent and worthy of love as your daughter.
I am so glad you found the ability to be courageous for your daughter. You saved her life, and she saved yours. Bless you both.
Sometimes the emotional stuff is actually worse than anything physical would be. It's certainly easier to internalize it and perpetuate the thought processes it sets into play, and a lot harder to root out and identify as clearly wrong. Acknowledging that it's not a healthy relationship pattern takes a great deal of strength, and I'm glad you and your daughter made it out safely.
You're a strong person for walking out on him. I just saw your daughter's pictures on your blog. She looks so healthy and beautiful. Good luck to both of you :)
I'm going to agree with everyone else who already commented, emotional abuse is just as bad, or even worse, than physical. And the fact that you were able to finally see what was going on and get out of there is truly commendable. People don't realize just how badly their words can affect someone - or how long it can take to heal. I still remember offhand comments made around me when I was maybe 7 years old that to this day make me doubt myself. Take care, and stay strong.
You know, bruises heal. But emotional wounds... Gosh, I've still got some from 20 years ago. Leaving was the best decision you've ever made. And protecting your daughter is something you should be very proud of.
Thank you for sharing your story. Emotional and verbal abuse leaves its scars, only you can't see them.
I'm happy you had the courage to leave that man for yourself and your child. You did the right thing and the brave thing. You are a good person and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.
I must say that having been in an physically and abusive relationship for many years I can relate to your experience. The bruises always heal but the words never go away. After many years of having time to think about the whole situation and having a great support system. I know it isn't and wasn't about us, they said what they said because they feel so bad about themselves that it takes making someone else feel bad to make themselves feel better. Please know that you are a beautiful person and you deserve only the best life has to offer for yourself and your daughter. Never settle for less than the best ever! I wish you healing and happiness and you are a hero for your daughter because you left.
You did the right thing, and I'm SO glad you left when you did. My story sounds just like yours, except I was married to an emotionally abusive man for 28 (yes, 28) years before I got the nerve to leave. I always thought it was better for our 3 children to have their father there. I was wrong. My youngest was 18 when I left my husband. It was the best day of our lives. We are recovering. Both in therapy to try to quiet the mean, hateful words he spread every day, that will never, I suppose, go away. My youngest is a quiet, thoughtful soul, and his father took that as a weakness and preyed on it. I'm not sure he will ever speak to his father again. My older two sons left home before I did, and when I divorced, they applauded. They have sketchy, at best, relationships with their father.
I have spent the past 6 months celebrating life, and learning that not only am I a survivor, but I'm actually a good person. Occasionally I have friends remind me to get my ex out of my head (when I think I'm fat, ugly, worthless, etc.). I have wonderful friends who, despite being banned from my life by my ex, have managed to support me steadfastly.
I wish you all the best. Lean on your family and close friends. They know the real you and that you are relevant and worthy!
You were so right to leave before your daughter was exposed to the verbal abuse. She may even have become a victim of it. i hope you can soon find a way out from under all those insults forever.
I'm glad you left for your daughter. No child should have to endure that. And I'm glad you left for you. Sometimes the emotional pain is greater than the physical.
Emotional violence is so draining on everyone who endures it. Bravo to you for being strong enough, if not for you then for your daughter, to break out of that relationship. I pray that you will some day be able to be in a caring, loving relationship in which you don't have to feel bad about yourself.
my ex-husband hit me. he actually did hit me. but what i remember most the first night i slept alone in my first apartment away from him was the silence. i had to go to sleep with my ipod because it was so quiet. and i had not had quiet in over 4 years. he used to scream at me from the moment we'd wake up to the moment he'd fall asleep and i didn't realize that until i couldn't sleep, not because of the insults, but because of the peace i felt. because i had no-one calling me stupid, crazy, whore, psycho and suddenly there was quiet. and i was free.
i won't lie to you. 3.5 years later the scars are still there. but they don't hurt anymore. they are a reminder of my independence. they will be a reminder of YOUR independence. of your strength. of your resilience. of your incredible soul.
you are stronger than you will ever know by walking away. and that strength will be passed on to your daughter. she will see how strong you are, how proud, how tall you walk. you are beautiful, and special, and we love you. we are here for you. thank you for sharing.
As someone who recently left a man who was emotionally abusive, but didn't hit, I understand this so well. I'm proud of you for leaving and for sharing your story here. Wishing you many good things, and sending strength and love...
My mom both physically and verbally abused me. And the hurt that still lives within my soul is the verbal. Those words are seared into my heart.
You are a strong woman for putting your child before yourself. I hope that someday you will find the kindness you deserve and love that is out there for you.
Your daughter has a brilliant example of courage in you. I'm so glad that you walked out on that piece of filth....
Physical scars heal, emotional scars last for to long.
Thank you for having the courage to leave and having the courage to tell your story.
Does it count? You bet it does. Just because you can't deliver an emergency Room bill as evidence doesn't mean it didn't cut you to the bone. I know too many people who have been down that very same road and still aren't sure if the relationship they were in was abusive or simply dysfunctional. In my mind, if you're questioning whether or not it's abusive, it probably is.
I'm glad you got out, whatever it took to get you there. Because I read Maggie's article that she spoke of in her comment above, and the fear that the woman she mentions was palpable, even through the pages of a magazine.
Your story is an important one. Because far too often victims of this kind of torment and abuse don't think of it as "real". When you speak for yourself, you speak for them as well. And what you say is that no abuse is okay. Thank you.
I left a similar situation for the same reasons. Proud of you. You are beautiful and you are worthy. No matter what the voice in the back of your head says. You are worthy.
A big hug to you and I am proud of you for getting out of there, then continuing your healing by sharing your story. Verbal abuse is abuse. I hope one day you can get his voice out of your head and realize that you are strong, wise and beautiful.
I think in many ways it's the emotional abuse that leaves the deepest scars. I dare you to find a relationship that involves physical abuse that does not also involve some sort of emotional/mental abuse. But there are many, many examples of relationships that involve emotional/mental abuse that never get physically abusive.
You did the right thing: for your daughter, and for yourself. YOU ARE STRONG.
Thank you for sharing your story. You are a very brave and strong person. Your daughter was blessed to be born to a mother who loved her enough to know when to escape. Hold in there.
You are a very strong women for standing up to him and leaving! One day your daughter will thank you. At least she will now know that she deserves better just like you do!
Kristey, although I was physically abused it was the never-ending emotional abuse that I think scarred me the most. NEVER feel that what you endured was not abuse. It was. It is the most insiduous kind. Please consider getting some counseling or into a support group. You need to know that there is NOTHING wrong with YOU. It's all HIS issues.
Brava, lady, for finding the strength to share this with us, for realizing that you deserve so much more, and for taking those very difficult steps to protect your daughter from ever hearing those words. (((hugs)))
I just want to say that back in 2007-08, I worked with seven survivors of domestic violence to tell their stories for a magazine article. These seven women had been through unimaginable horror. Unimaginable horror.
One of the seven women lost her nerve in the middle of the process. We were photographing these survivors, using their full names, and though she'd moved across the country from her abuser she was utterly terrified of him. She feared for her life, she feared provoking him, she literally shook when she talked about him. She backed out of the piece, though in the end she came back, gulped down her tremendous fear, and participated.
Of the seven women, she was the only one who had not been physically battered by her abuser. He "only" verbally abused her. She was scared to death of him and he never once laid a hand on her.
Emotional abuse counts. Believe.
Whoever wrote the ditty “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,” never walked a mile in your shoes.
It is funny how our children will get us to do things for them that we will not do for ourselves.
I am glad that you left with your daughter. I am happier that you found your voice and shared your story.
leaving a pebble. Good for you. This kind of insidious abuse can leave such deep scars, and looking at them head-on is a huge step towards healing.
Good for you for getting out with your daughter, your right, she didn't need to grow up with that. Prayers for you.
Words leave scars too. Bless you for getting out for your daughter even if you couldn't for yourself.
The words are the worst. They play in an endless loop long after ears stop ringing. Scars on the soul are the hardest to acknowledge; bless you for sharing your story with us. You are strong and courageous- because of you, your daughter will not suffer the horror.
Thank You for sharing but Im PROUD of YOU for LEAVING cause abuse is sbuse no matter what way it come verbal physical or mental we gurls have to be strong cause now today their are many girls/women out ther still taking verbal abuse and they dont know that sooner or later it just might become physical but wonderful you got out
Thank you for sharing your story, I'm glad that you found the courage to be able to leave. Verbal abuse is abuse.
When I was married, I used to think if he just HIT me, that would be enough to make me leave; emotional scars are so long lasting. I have been divorced for going on 7 years now and I STILL hear his words sometimes. Bravo to you, truly.
The words stick - don't they?
I've been out of my second marriage for a year and a half now and I'm still recovering bits and pieces of myself that he blew away with his words.
Good for you in getting out and getting back to you.