Katelynne Donoghue
Stories (2/0)
Speaking Up
I have finally reached the point at which I am able to speak up about the trauma I endured as the victim of domestic violence. Why was I unable to before? In all honesty, I was able to speak about it within a year after it happening, then I stopped. Because people were awful to me in response. Some did not believe me and believed I was making it up for attention. Some people did not possess the patience to listen and empathize because "why didn't you just walk out the door." Some people were interested in dating me and then changed their mind because how could anyone possibly date a woman who was the innocent punching bag of the pain and insecurity of a troubled man. Yes, there were people who did support me, and love me, and hold my hand as I healed, and yes they deserve all the credit and more, and yes I believe in spreading love and joy and miracles. This article has the objective of sharing the dark side of domestic violence and the dark side of climbing out of the hole of that trauma, because it exists, and burying it under the pressure to be sunshine and rainbows 24/7 ignoring that we are having a human experience is so not real and so not helping anyone.
By Katelynne Donoghue4 years ago in Motivation
It Happened
It happened. When I look back, I feel as if it was a different person, a different me, a different life, that it was not a chapter of this life that I am living now. But it did happen. No, it does not define me and no, I do not carry it around with me anymore, I have chosen to accept it because acceptance breeds peace and I deserve peace.
By Katelynne Donoghue4 years ago in Psyche