This is specifically for people who have been abused. I can relate. I’m obviously not a skilled writer and that’s not why I put my thoughts out there. I do it just in hopes that someone who needed to read it, will find it. No matter what you’re going through you aren’t alone and you aren’t damaged. You’re precious and I hope you come to realize that. When you’ve been abused you basically have two options:
You can push people out and isolate yourself as you try your best to push forward. You can push every memory and hurt down and hope that it doesn’t pour over. You can never know what it means to fully accept yourself because you don’t acknowledge what has been done to you.
Or you can go the opposite way. You can reach out to someone you trust and open up about who crushed you. You can get involved in support groups where you’ll be around people who understand. And you can be kind and patient to yourself and validate your emotions.
The second way takes a lot more courage and perseverance. Because when you finally turn and open your eyes to the level of pain that you’ve been avoiding…there’s not a word to describe that helplessness. I know because I’ve been there.
I want to give someone encouragement here though. As heartbreaking and hopeless as your path of healing can feel, you are not hopeless. You are strong and you can get to a place where you can truly say that you accept and love yourself, and you can look back on your past and not hold bitterness or resentment. You can feel free and whole.
Breaking the silence is the first step. When you can’t take it day by day then take it hour by hour or minute by minute. Because if your heart is still beating you are here for a reason. Your life will not always be this hard. You can push through and down the road you’ll look back and be so proud of how far you’ve come. Don’t give up.