What does a Labrador and an abusive relationship have in common?

Golden Labrador

This past weekend I read a story about a Labrador that was lying on a porch and whimpering.

A man walked by and heard the Labrador so he stopped and asked the man who was sitting on the porch next to the Lab what was wrong with his dog?

The man replied that there was nothing wrong with him, but he was whimpering because he was lying on a nail.

The passer-by asked the man why his dog just didn’t move? And the man replied that the nail wasn’t hurting enough.

I couldn’t help but compare that to the years I spent in an abusive marriage and of how long it took me to be able to leave.

Obviously, I just wasn’t hurting enough. Now, with 20 20 vision, I know why I chose to stay, whimpering, all those years.

But I wish that I had had someone to help me and someone to support me.

I would have saved myself and my children a whole heap of pain.

I also would have left on my terms, in a careful and well thought out manner. Instead of what happened, which was me and my children fleeing – with just our clothes.

Getting into the car and driving 4 hours until we got to a new city. Giving up my house, my business and changing cities – all in the space of one afternoon.

Literally running away.

And this is why I do what I do.

So that no woman ever has to run away without a plan.

So that no woman ever finds herself lying on a nail and not knowing how to move.

So that no woman, after years of abuse, has to run and then go through a patch of hell trying to survive.

So that no woman has to face this alone.

This is the first time that I have written and acknowledged that I was a victim of domestic abuse in a public forum. It has taken me 10 years to build up my courage to do so.

Dated 13 March 2017

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