I am a strong, intelligent, independent woman, a mother, a daughter, a sister and a friend. I once thought that that was enough to make me immune to ever finding myself in an emotionally abusive relationship. I was wrong.
As a result, I can now say that I am also a survivor. Being in an emotionally abusive relationship was by far, the worst experience of my life. Being out of it may well prove to be one of the best. Even a few weeks after the end of the relationship, I was almost startled by my keen awareness of all the goodness that exists around me, and how positive everything in my life is. Being in that crazy making chaos robbed me of my ability to do that.
I’m not a therapist or a counsellor, so I don’t promise healing, closure or answers. However, having lived through the experience of covert abuse, I understand how isolating it can be, and how confusing. This blog is my attempt to make something positive of that experience. If I can bring some comfort, clarity or relief to even one person trapped in an unhealthy abusive relationship, and if something here inspires her or him to get out of it, then what I have been through was worth it.