Tuesday, July 28, 2015
After I left DV I was so relieved and so happy I wasn't killed. Now I almost wish he did kill me because the agony keeps getting worse. I mean like being suicidal and in terms that each day I discover another way in which DV has permanently impacted my life. Besides being impoverished with more health problems than I can count, it's the little things. DV teaches you that you don't have control over your life. And life doesn't get better. Studies show that DV is permanent in many ways, in particular financial. A DV victim never recovers her financial status and don't I know it. I'm constantly in threat of not having gas for my car, not having food, being homeless. And in my heart I know it doesn't get better because it's systemic. I truly have no control.