Friday, May 13, 2016

I had to write this post today because my mind is racing a million miles per hour. I told you before that I had wrote a book about my life and how half of it had been a life of torture and pain that I can't even imagine myself. As I was sitting her thinking about it this morning I realized that I needed my reader to know that I have been to therapist off and on for the past 15 years since I have left. This book is only about the things I can remember, imagine how bad are the memories I have blocked and sheltered from even myself because they are too horrific to remember. I have PTSD, depression, anxiety and panic attacks that I feel like I'm dying sometimes. The pain doesn't go away when a victim leaves a domestic violence relationship.

I want this book to raise awareness. I want you the reader to be more aware of what could be going on right in your own family and you not know. There is a world out there of hurting people waiting to be  rescued, waiting to be heard. You don't have to adopt a child in a faraway country that you may never see to help, people don't have to get on a plane and fly half way around the world to help with an epidemic of any sorts. (I'm not saying these are not good things) but right here right now that is where we are needed. We have woman in the middle east who have their rights and voices took away by cruel leaders and we get upset but we have women, children and men who have their voice and their rights took away by people posing as their spouses, partners and parents right in our own city maybe even our own street and we ignore it.

I have big plans for my future and getting this book out there not only as an ebook but as a hard copy and one day I want to stand before a crowd and tell my story ... I want to speak and let my voice be heard for all the victims of domestic violence.

Some may wonder why now, why drag up all this that happen to be again....  I put my book out there to raise awareness and to regain my voice and be the voice for so many more victims. I want to get my book out there to show abusers that victims will no longer live in silent and not tell their story.
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