16 Days of ActivismI can't help but feel obliged to write about this.
I have fond memories from my childhood, but along with that are experiences that a child should never be witness to.
'Til today, I can recall many nights of hearing my dad pull up in the driveway at home after a night out at the pub. My mom would quickly usher both my brother and I to our bedrooms telling us not to come out until dad was asleep. We could hear him yelling at mom - accusing her of arbitrary things.
When things would get really heated, my brother and I would brave out into the kitchen asking "why are you fighting?" - hoping they will stop.
It's hard enough as a child seeing two people who claim they love each other fight the way they did. But it's even worse watching your father smack your mother around. Whether it be watching her crash through the coffee table in the lounge or seeing the bruises on her body a day or two after.
For anyone who's reading this and thinking "why didn't she just get out?". You can't just "get out". It's a lot harder than what it seems from the outside. It goes deeper than that. When someone constantly beats on your self-esteem, breaks down your self-confidence and toys with your emotions on a daily basis, you tend to build this co-dependent relationship and you feel totally reliable on this person.
I never wish I saw the things I did when I was a child. But I did. It's made me a stronger person today but it's something I have to deal with and will never forget.
I love you mom.
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