On Sunday I walked. I didn’t walk far, I didn’t walk for a long time, but I walked. I walked for myself, I walked for others, I walked for a cause. Many do not realized but October is Domestic Violence Awareness Month. Our color is purple. Our cause is a quiet one. People are not comfortable about speaking about our cause. It is taboo. Many still feel that what happens in the home should stay in the home. Well I say NO. Talk about it. Do NOT be embarrassed. IT IS OK. IT IS NOT YOUR FAULT.
I did not say anything about it. I took the punches. I took the insults. I made the excuses. I took the blame. But thanks to 180 Turning Lives Around I survived. I made it out alive. My kids made it out unscathed. I learned what to look for. I learned about red flags. I learned about the cycle of abuse
I learned how to forgive myself. I learned how to be not only ok, but how to be great. So when the opportunity came to be a part of something bigger then myself I jumped at it. When I got there I was feeling shy. I was one of the only adults there. It was mostly High School Students. I felt them looking at me and my homemade survivor t-shirt and I saw the questions in their eyes. I saw the unasked questions, but I did not have the courage to speak to them. I wish I did. I wish I could take to each and every single one of those kids and tell them it’s ok to ask questions.
So I walked. And I cried. Not tears of shame. Not tears of regret. Tears of joy. Tears of happiness. I walked for me. I walked for you. I walked because four years ago I could not walk without permission. I could not speak, move or think without being punished. I am proud to be a survivor. I am proud t speak up. I am proud to speak about my experience. Do not be afraid my friends. Speak up. Be safe. Be happy. You deserve it.
If we speak loud enough, they can not ignore us anymore.