The past 3 days my lower back has been killing me. It is to the point where I can barely pick up my infant daughter. I think it has something to do with this elephant. A million different cliche's could describe it. But only 2 people, well 3, have completely lived it.
My white elephant is that I have been in an abusive relationship for the past 18 months. I am still in said relationship, virtually no one knows how bad it's been. I have talked to my husband about this several times recently, in tears begging for him to reconsider his actions. Even I have become so wicked and nasty, spewing hate and disgust from my mouth at every opportunity. Of course it wasn't always like this. But the point is, it has to stop. Completely! We have agreed that it needs to stop and that we wish to stay together. But we have a long road ahead of us. The pain that goes along with all of the crazy events of the recent past is immense. I realize I have to process it or otherwise deal with it in a way that allows me to let go of it.
So here I am. I have been hit, pushed, cursed and threatened. The emotional trauma is unbearable. I can't continue hurting and being hurt. One way or the other it will end. I hope it ends happily, with my small family still together and even more loving. Can a marriage survive abuse? Sure, it's happened before. The real question is can this particular marriage survive abuse? It's to the point where it will only be a matter of months now. Either we grow up, wise up and become mature loving people to each other at all times, or it's splitsville.
I am naked, and even feel as if my own personal power has been stripped away from me. This will be a place where I freely discuss and process the feelings that burden me so much. As I release all these burdens, my strength will return and I won't be ashamed of being naked any more.



