Hit Me...I'll Only Shed Tears Inside...Never to Give You Satisfaction
You're new here, aren't you?
NetworkedBlogs allows you to stay up to date with blogs you love. Click the Follow button to follow updates from this blog.
NetworkedBlogs allows you to stay up to date with blogs you love. Click the Follow button to follow updates from this blog.
Information
| Blog Name: | Hit Me...I'll Only Shed Tears Inside...Never to Give You Satisfaction |
| Url: | http://www.hitme.com |
| Language: | English |
| Topics: | domestic violence, lonliness, denial |
| Description: | She sat at the kicthen table. She sat with bruises running down both thighs. She sat with junks of hair being torn from her scalp. She sat and wondered not what was wrong with him, but what was wrong with her. She was no martyr, she knew for her to stay with him that she was just as sick as he was. Her sickness was just a bit more condensed, a little less obvious. She sat, but she did not cry. She sit but she was not angry. She sat, but she was not vindictive. She sat, and she was numb. She sat in the kind of numbness akin to extreme frostbite where one cannot feel their extremities any longer, and in this case one can not feel her soul. She was a piece of paper. A piece of flimsy paper ready to be crumpled up and thrown to the wind where she would end up on some sidewalk where eventually her paper being would be trampled by hundreds of pairs of hurrying walking feet. She would remain that way until ultimately she disintegrated into nothing, until she became nothing. These were her thoughts as she sat at that kitchen table allowing her mind to slobber fantasiies all over an already mess of a life. He came home...with flowers. The stereotype started once again, it was always the same. It never changed, it would never change, she would never change. Sometimes women escape the real, but seemingly delusionary, lives that ulimately kill them. Sometimes they do not. People find amazing to watch the seeming attmpt of self- sabotage, what one might find ever more so fascinating is the voyeurism it takes to watch a women live her life in such a fashion. More on this later as it seems to beg so many questions that society is terrified to answer. |
| Popularity: | 7 Followers |
Visit the
blog page on Facebook.
Authors:
No confirmed author yet.
Followers:
Displaying 4 of 7 followers.
Popular in:
Not enough data.
Calculated for blogs with 20+ followers.
Calculated for blogs with 20+ followers.
Related Blogs
- "Tragedy in Tin Can Holler" A True Story of Violence and Murders
Domestic Violence, Child Abuse, Murders - timtitus.com
parenting, addiction, denial - f.a.c.e.s.
domestic violence, child abuse, elder abuse - Victims' Voices
domestic violence, volunteering, pageantry - Advocating Ethics
domestic violence, crime victim advocate, violence against women
Questions? contact: networkedblogs@ninua.com
Copyright (C) 2008, Ninua, Inc.