I did my best to make my mother's house feel like home for the children. My mother cleared out dresser drawers and cleaned out a bedroom for each child. I filled their beds with familiar stuffed animals. I even started letting them use their tablets in bed for a few minutes before they were asked … Continue reading Mind Games
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Shadows
It's been a while since I had the time to sit down and write. Part of me thinks that might be a good thing. Life is getting a little bit better with every day that passes. The pain and fear that years of emotional abuse have left behind is becoming more of a shadow behind … Continue reading Shadows
The Second Time I Called the Police
I was convinced that once I was able to gain some space from John I would finally start to feel safe. In my fantasies of what it would be like without him lurking behind every corner I turned, I was finally able to breathe freely and deeply again without the constant fear I had felt … Continue reading The Second Time I Called the Police
Mandated Reporters
Because I am a teacher, I know the ins and outs of what happens at a school. I also know the legal requirements and the rationale behind them. One of those requirements is that anyone who works with children is considered a "mandated reporter" by DCF. This means that if they suspect any type of … Continue reading Mandated Reporters
Unexplained Bruises
Time went on.... the environment continued to be toxic. John started hiding whiskey in the kitchen. I'm not sure if he knew that I knew about it or not, but I watched each day as the bottle quickly emptied and was replaced by another. This only strengthened my fear of sleeping in the same house … Continue reading Unexplained Bruises
The First Time I Called the Police
Yesterday, I heard an employee of a domestic violence agency speaking on the radio. She was telling the story of my marriage.... summing John up perfectly. It was as if she had lived my life.... or watched it unfold somehow. One thing that she said that really resonated with me is that many people think … Continue reading The First Time I Called the Police
The Black Eye
There was always a constant worry as to what was happening with John and the kids when I was not around. It seemed like every time I left a room one of the kids claimed that John had put his hands on them, and he would always deny it. Of course, I'd seen him … Continue reading The Black Eye
Telephone War
Having a child with autism who can become aggressive can be utterly exhausting. James was always really well behaved for me. He rarely showed any negative behaviors when we were together (with the exception of when John was present and instigating). When James was not with me, however, he frequently became aggressive and even violent. … Continue reading Telephone War
John’s Character
It's amazing how threatening a subtle comment can be when you have a history of abuse lurking behind it. I imagine that if a stranger overheard the things John said to me that I knew were meant as a threat, they might think that it was innocent.... that I was overreacting... and that is what … Continue reading John’s Character
Explosions
Living together gave John many opportunities to do and say things to the kids that created a hostile environment. Quinn was better equipped to handle John's mind games and manipulation, although it still impacted her negatively. James on the other hand, was quite susceptible to it. If I was not in the same room with … Continue reading Explosions