This week is the one year anniversary of my mother’s death. I continue to miss her a lot.
Parkinson’s attacked my mom quickly. Her memory faded way too fast and her ability to understand life’s events faded even faster. She managed to tell me a few times before her cognitive abilities faded how proud she was of me. I will cherish her last words to me forever.
I needed my mother’s support throughout the abusive years and into the years surrounding my separation from my abuser. The problem though, was I wasn’t able to let her into my abusive world. It pains me now when I look back at all of the arguments created because it was easier for me to disagree with her versus holding my abuser accountable. Of course, she was right in her questioning why I was agreeing with that horrible husband or ex-husband. But, since I couldn’t trust anyone with the secret of why I was trying to be so obedient, I just had to stand up for him.
I don’t consider summer time fun anymore. No matter how hard I try, it seems the same things continue to bother me summer after summer. In no particular order, let me share some thoughts:
Hi, I'm Sue
Welcome to my blog! I served twenty-one honorable years on active duty, living a double life of capability and accomplishment in the service while enduring brutality and abusiveness in my twenty-one year oppressive marriage. Today I'm happily married and have three children who are my inspiration and motivation.
My goal is to help combat the lies of abusers with the truth of God. I hope you find my words to be healing and helpful through your own life experiences.
Being separated from my abusive husband didn't make me a domestic violence survivor. It surely didn't release me from the grip of his brainwashing control and the innate power he had on me.
Read the full raw story in my new book, Rock Bottom and Faithless.