TW: animal abuse
Sometimes I think about the horror of what he did. Listen, I’ve gone through a LOT of therapy. I’m in a good place. And, the fact stands that I experienced true horror and that is part of my story. Of our story.
So sometimes I think about the horror. The cruelty. Sometimes I think about what he did to Daisy. How he hurt her. How he intentionally tortured her. He knew she was hurting. He knew she needed help. And he made the decision repeatedly to prevent her from getting medical care. He knew she was dying and he insisted on it happening. The horror.
And then other times I think about the horror of what he did to Kirby. There will be quiet moments throughout the day where something happens and I remember. Sometimes I zone out and disassociate as I remember. Actually, that’s usually what happens. I just remember the horror. My sweet baby. Hours of horror.
I do so much to fight for justice, to heal my mind and soul, I’m doing everything right. And yet the horror is imprinted in history. On my history. It’s part of my story. And sometimes I remember. I go back to those moments, the reality, that horror. No matter what I do in this life, from today until the end of time, nothing will change what happened. What he did. Nothing will change the horror. And so sometimes I go back to those moments. And sometimes, I think about the horror.

nothing will change what happened, but what happened can and will lose its grip on the sufferer. Not only that but there is growth to be achieved, our payback for what we suffered and what we learned. We, humans evolve in fact by going through this.
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