My friend recently wrote a blog entry that inspired me. The bravery she showed, baring her life and soul for us all to see, was awesome. We had been friends in childhood. We experienced our fears and joys together for a couple years. I had never been more comfortable than I was with her. We grew apart, went to different schools, and then facebook reunited us.
Her blog post "what domestic abuse looked like to me" sent chills down my spine. I knew things were bad, but I didn't know how bad, or for how long. Still, I was inspired. Not because my husband is physically abusive. He is not. This is not a denial. He has never hit me, nor has he threatened to. However, I have hit him. Once. Exhausted and in postpartum depression, I shoved him away from me while we argued.
Katie exposed herself in a way I may never have the nerve to. I commented on her blog "Again with the bigger balls than me"
So here I am, about to perform a legal form of self exposure.
You, the reader have been invited into my cathartic experience as a blogger. Good luck.
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