A symbol for domestic violence. Here is the week of violence I just lived.This week has been extremely stressful and dangerous for me. I was assaulted by the significant other, had him arrested, as last Saturday evening began the week of violence. The SO came home disoriented and intoxicated and without his car. He began smashing phones, throwing everything in sight and then threw a 25 pound dumb bell towards me, it hit my leg. The mother called frantic to the house pleaing for her son to call her. Their had been an obvious disagreement over his drinking and me. He shredded the phone lines and they snapped iff in pieces. The ceramic floor shattered, the wood floor cracked throiugh to the foundation. He was taken away in handcuffs for restarint but not arrested to the Crisis Center. I thought it might have been his cyst in his brain had changed. The house was flooded from him having left a bathtub fulll with water running and the overflow must have ben clofgged. I was betwen the hospital and the house the next 36 hours mopping up water. Frantically trying to save my possessions stored in the basement and his. Then he was released with a plan and contingency agreement to see the PCP and a chemical dependency appointment was scheduled. I took off a day at work to stay with him and monitor him, so now 2 days less paid and at risk of losing my job.... Thursday he threw a glass bottle at me when he came home drunk, and that made solid my plans to leave. I began boxing up everything and moving the things out in my car to a storage unit that was already chocked full of the furniture from my carraige house apartment. I called social services and they said they had a place to put me. I just didn't get out soon enough. He had kicked Carmel one night and the next night slammed the doors on his little paws. Now I was furious! Then Wednesday afternoon he came home and all Heck broke loose. By 8PM he was arrested. It hurt me to do it to him giving hum a criminal record but I realize it is He who have it to Himself. I have an injured shoulder blade and back, having been pinned into a door frame and pushed backwards out of it as he slammed the inside door on my right side, both sides of my body are scraped, bruised and injured. Back in the wrist splints full time. I now am FREE! I intend to stay that way.
Please post a domestic violence ribbon in support of all of us who have survived it. I hope it encourages others to speak out for their loved ones or self interests. I pray for legal representation and the finances to cover all of my injuries and losses.
Have a blessed day!
His "mommy" posted his bail and through the grace of God had a kind judge and compassionate officers who wrote and reccommended an order of protection, a restraining order and a transfer of property request. I had been sharing his home since last August, gave up my adorable carraige house apt because of him In March and since April this year have been looking for another place to live.
Currently I am in a safe house hiddened and protected. I believe I found an apartment. Hopefully next week I will be able to move there from the safe house but very scared he will find me and hurt me again. I pressed charges and will see it through to trial. Men who abuse women have to be taught a lesson. With the love of my sister Vanessa who immediately came to the home to help me pack after getting out of the hospital, we frantically and harrassingly packed up another era of my life while the chief of police and the sgt. protected me as the mother who is coowner of the house goaded me every second of the 1 1/2 hours it took to load the moving van.
I am asking for your PINK PRAYERS to help wipe away my tears.
PINK TEARS
In my despair I cry out a pool of pink tears...
My eyes swollen like my body flood and pool -
From injuries deeper than skin or broken bones
No longer hidden are the bruises or his sins.
I crouch in fear of being harmed once more
I scream in silence and yet nothing changes
For the good, the evil rules the world -
Does He not care, why do I suffer so?
Each time I believe my life has changed
And am back on the track it falls apart.
I am so weary from ill trodden paths.
I feebly keep on keeping on and for what?
Abusive times appear to be my mainstay.
Frightened nights filled with terror and
Wonder of where the next blow shall fall.
And bent knees bruised from prayers....
I know they are not unheard yet answers
I have yet to find and seek once more counsel
For the injustices of life, and cling to my faith
In hopes of a better tomorrow today.
With a paining heart first bruised by love
Of another, by another, and now hardened
Like a crystal... mine shattered broken glass
Shards pierce the essence of my soul -
Begin again this cycle, where but in God
Will I find the strength to pursue Life
With the zeal once embraced with joy -
Now but a regime to follow a day at a time?
The power of prayer is strong and I ask
You to send up legions of prayers among
Friends and for pink blessings to blanket
Me in Christ's love and His protection.
I like the phoenix will rise from ashes
Each time filled with more determination
To achieve my dreams, break free from
Chains of bondage and serve God.
One day I will become the woman He
Intended for me to be - I will surrender
All to shed the past exist today and
Live for the tomorrow that awaits me.
Poems My Way Valrie 07/30/2011
Time to refill the mug and visit my friends today at PINK Saturdays!
I could really use a lot of PINK Hugs to wipe away my tears!
Love and thanks to all of you for being my friend.
Please join Bev at How Sweet The Sound and all the other lovely blogs on PINK SATURDAY!
