Sometimes I just want to scream at the top of my lungs and put my fist through a wall... But then I realize it would be pointless, because I have no control over this situation. So now I get to sit back and watch it all fall apart and hope that there's still something left of you when it's over... And I'm afraid there won't be. I'm afraid that the next time he'll finish it, and that we'll all have to face the consequences of your decision without you.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
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#SpiritDay
Have a great Thursday everyone.
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Monday, October 10, 2011
Men vs. "Men"
What gives a "man" the idea that he is indeed a man?
What makes him think he can put his hands on anyone?
What makes it okay to leave marks and bruises on another person,
Let alone a woman.
And better yet the woman you supposedly love?
I want to put the disclaimer out there that this post is not about me or the men in my life, but about someone very close to me.
Someone that, when I found out what happened, I wanted to cry, and when I got home I did.
I punched a wall, and screamed out loud at the fact that someone thought he had the right to lay his hands on her like that. I walked laps around the house and tried to calm myself down.
I attempted homework so I would stop thinking about it.
But I can't stop thinking about it.
I can't stop worrying about it.
I can't help but be afraid that this wasn't the last time.
I pray to God it was, but it scares me to know that there's a chance it wasn't.
Because see, I've been in this spot before.
I've had that friend that got beat up and went back.
And there's nothing anyone can do about it.
I like to think that with all of the support the person going through this now has she won't go back.
She appears to be done, and I thank God for that.
And I thank him that it's only some bumps and bruises, and nothing worse.
And for the fact that she let us all know what happened and didn't try to hide it.
I thank God that she has people who love and support her so she knows that this isn't okay.
And I just hope that once she comes out of this, she finds herself a real man.
Because all she's had in her life is "men" and if you've only ever had a man, you may not see the big difference here.
But let me tell you the difference is, in fact, big.
And it's easy to fall into "loving" a "man" it really is.
Finding a "man" is easy.
But finding a man takes time, patience, and faith.