These were the clothes this morning when I went out to go get myself a treat.
THAT is how I looked when I came home.
Why? Because a guy decided that ‘No’ was not the right answer. The bruising and such are on my skin, but that is NOT what I want you to focus on.
What I want you to focus on is the blood. Most of that is not mine. Most of that is his. Why? Because I have had enough of being hurt ((and anyone who has known me for a while KNOWS hope badly I’ve been hurt)) I’ve had enough of being the victim, of being scared of being a female, scared of wearing makeup or showing skin, starving myself in hopes of losing my curves, scared of smiling and being friendly like I want. Scared of drawing a male/female pairing because I can only remember pain…
I’ve had enough.
So I fought back.
And I won.
He is now in Police Custody and besides some bruises, some minor cuts and being a little shaky, I’m good.
And so, I just wanted to take a moment to tell anyone else who feels like I did, fight back.
You can win.
…although I may be quiet for the next few days while I get my head settled. I just needed to share that.
There are a lot of people I know that I want to know about this. Be strong.