Seeing Red

Happy Valentines Day!

I rode my bike this weekend and I managed to stay on. My wrist is sore since I removed the brace to ride. I was hoping my hurt would go away by now in more ways than one.


Abusers give love a bad name and it is unfortunate for those who are not abusers. I am not talking about physical abuse only I am talking about emotional and mental abuse. From name calling to game playing and threats for the sake of control. I'm sure most of you heard the news of the domestic violence incident here in San Antonio this weekend. Here again it only makes the news when someone is shot, stabbed or killed yet this goes on every single day. We allow the cycle of violence to continue when we do not name names, speak out or point fingers. I protected my abuser for fear I would lose the father of my children. Plus I blamed myself for the abuse thinking if I would be a better wife it would stop. I didn't realize at the time it was a sickness one which he chose not to control. The "machismo" in him did not allow him to change. Why do wait for it to happen again before we have media spotlights on the situation. Why can't we call the police when we hear our neighbors being abusive? Why don't we put a stop to our daughters boyfriends or our sons girlfriends controling them. Because we figure "eventually" it  will stop. That is a bunch of crap! It will not stop instead it will grow like a fungus. We are the answer not the police and certainly not the media. We have a choice and we cannot sit around waiting for someone else to make the move and if you are afraid then do it anonymously or just use my name if you prefer. I am not afraid. I have been hurt, abused and damaged by those same people who signed their name "with love" too many times. Becoming damaged goods at the hands of those who claimed to love me is not my idea of love. So use my name just make that call!!!!!!!!