I just read a book where the main character is in an abusive relationship.

It hit me all of a sudden as I'm reading the words the abuser said to convince their partner to stay.

I was in that relationship.

I was hurt, beaten down, and had to walk on eggshells.

I thought they loved me, but that wasn't love. Love wasn't supposed to hurt like that.

Someone close to me made me realize that after the relationship ended.

I'm happy where I am now. Yeah, I have some things I need to work on. Things like standing up for myself and speaking up.

I'm being more of the me I once was. The me I haven't been for a long time.

I'm healing. I'm moving forward. I'm doing better than I have in years.

I'm finally me. A better me.

The only words that come to mind as I write this is; those abused tend to hurt others without even realizing it.

~MsPenguingirl1234.

Published: February 24, 2019.