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I have read all of the comments and greatly appreciate you guys reading my story and responding to it.
Thank you so much!
This story definitely needed to be told. It's so sad that people are unwilling to get involved to help others in need. I am guilty of it myself. Abuse is a terrifying thing. Getting involved is scary too, but it needs to be done. Because EVERY life is worth saving. Thank you.
I read your story not wanting to believe that someone else had been there. Through my tears I flashed to my own life and tremble. I thank you for having the courage and the strength to tell your own story and I thank you for being strong enough at last to leave. And lastly, but certainly not least, thank you for showing our young women that love doesn't hurt! You're a blessing to me and to so many others.
Thank you for sharing your story...I am sure it will help more than one person...it's all about planting seeds, and you just planted a field of positive hope.
I think people give up on helping because they get frustrated when the victim goes back...what they need to understand is each time he/she goes back, he/she does so a little stonger, and more aware.
With continued support one day they will realize they are worth so much more, and deserve all the help they recieve...
Never give up on them..that's the message you've sent.
I remember a few days after a beating my next door neighbor admitting he had heard the screams and things breaking, he didn't want to be a pest and disturb us. I looked at him dumbfounded. I would of rather a bad neighbor butting in than have had that beating.
So many have the view, if you're dumb enough to live with it you deserve what you get....??? They couldn't be more wrong. Sometimes we really don't know how to leave it.
Thankfully these days the victim doesn't necessarily have to press charges. The abuser gets investigated and charged without testimony. All it takes is someone to care enough to make that phone call or to reach out a hand. Honestly if someone else didn't care...I wouldn't be here today.
Thanks for sharing your story! It takes amazing courage and strength to go there. (Hugs)Indigo
Amazing how abusers fuel their anger at themselves with violence against other people. Shoot, as long as he was mad at you, he didn't have to examine the ugliness in himself.
So glad you finally got out, and now have the peace in life you so richly deserve.
This story makes me think about my own two daughters and how scared I am to think of the possibility of them someday dating someone like Andrew. I am so glad that you found the courage to leave and make a better life for yourself. I'm so sorry for all that you went through...my best to you.
Never ceases to amaze me how many bad choices we all make in our lives. I understand just how much 'bad choices' can change the course of our lives.
I'm glad you had the courage to change the course of your life and that you have love and are safe.
I volunteer and ride an ambulance once a week. Numerous times people ask me why I do it... I've never known why, but I need to do it.
Your story made me realize... It's so I can help people who can't help themselves. I can be the person that doesn't look the other way. Thank you. Thank you for helping me understand my purpose.
Thank you for sharing your story.
Thank you for sharing your story - and the reminder that someone who is being abused NEEDS someone to say something to them, to offer them help.
Thank you for sharing your story. Every survivor offers hope to someone feeling like they still can't leave. That somehow they are different. Or they've tried before and gone back. Love how you left several times, and although you went back, you did end up leaving for good!
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A number of years ago I worked closely with a woman who I respected. She was always strong, ballsy, outspoken. One day, she came to work with a bloody eye, and claimed she fell, or didn't know what happened.
She had mentioned little things about her boyfriend, but nothing that really set off flags in my eyes.
Later I found out he was beating her regularily. The one time she tried to fight back, he turned off the lights so she couldn't see it coming, and beat her into unconsciousness.
I have felt horrible ever since that I never helped her escape, never listened when I know (now) that she was trying to open up to me about what was happening. And I've sworn that the next time I think something is going on, I will ask.
Thank you for sharing, and reminding me of this silent pledge to my friend.
Turning a blind eye to the victim of a crime is totally different than turning the other cheek. I am so sorry that so many people let you down. Thanks for sharing your story.
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I love how you, along with the authors of many of the earlier stories posted here, have gone on to work with others in similar situations. What a shining example of being a true winner!
You are an inspiration. To turn what happened into something positive for someone else is truly amazing.
Very brave. So sorry things like this ever happen to anyone.
It is so great that you are helping others.
I can't know, but I hope, that I am never that person who turns away from someone who needs help.
I am glad you are safe now.
I am always amazed at the resilience of human beings and how they are able to reach down in the deepest corners of their soul to find a way to survive. Thank you for your courage in sharing your story and for inspiring courage in others.
This reminds me to speak up. To not look the other way when you see someone hurting. I wish the people around you had done that sooner. But it's wonderful you found that coworker to lean on, to help you get out.
"One thing I want to ask of people is whenever they suspect abuse, please try to help any way you can. Don’t ignore it thinking that the abused will deal with it on their own because most are too paralyzed by fear to do so. All victims want out, most just feel hopeless and helpless and like they have nowhere to go and no one to turn to."
I briefly lived in an abusive home as a teenager. My stepfather was abusive towards my mother, but not my sister or me. I watched it over and over and every time I tried to do something to stop it, she told me not to. That it woudl only make it worse, that he would only turn on me. It kills me to this day that I listened. Luckily, we got out and she is now happily married to a man who would never lay a hand on her.
Thank you for being brave enough to tell your story.
..."Most of the time whenever people saw Andrew abusing me, they turned the other cheek and didn’t get involved. I guess they were afraid of what he’d do to them."...
Rewind to a summer night in 1976 at a grocery store in my hometown. I saw. I heard. I was 16 and yes, I was scared of that guy.
I did nothing.
And it's haunted me for 32 -- almost 33 -- years that I never knew what happened after we all left that store. I hope with all of my being that she found the same strength you did and got out. But I'll probably never know. I"ll carry that question to my grave in all likelihood.
So your story hits me especially hard. They all do, but this one more than most because I can see myself in it.
But you got out. You got away and you're safe now. So ... maybe she did too.
It's cold comfort, but it's welcome all the same.
I am really thankful for the comments and anyone who reads my story.
My goal in life is to at least try to help just one person.
May it be you.
Thank you so much for writing this. Hopefully it will help someone ... Even if it's just one person.
Yours is a shining example of how vicious the cycle is.
No one wants this to happen to them. but it does. And many times, you just don't know how to make it stop.
You could look at 50 people without necessarily recognizing the abusers – until you see them in action. And by then, it's too late.
Very glad that you escaped and I think it’s marvelous that you are working to try and spare others. Ecstatic that you have found some happiness. Thanks for sharing your story.
It's astonishing how often people around us turn their backs so as not to have to see ugliness. I'm glad you shared this story, glad you got out of that alive and glad you get to share your hope with young girls now.
Hopefully, too, your story will remind people to be suspicious, be nosy, be intrusive - if they suspect abuse. Sooo many women are lost because no one took the initiate and demanded to save their life.
Thank you again for your story.
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