By HKG 9/27/20
Do the words I write make you uncomfortable? I feel like, for some, they must. You should know those words actually hurt me…not physically, but deep in my soul, they hurt so very much. They take me back to another time when life hurt so much, and it’s hard. But I am so willing to relive it all if it makes a difference to one person…just one.
No one wants to talk about things that make us uncomfortable…don’t think about it, don’t read about it, for God’s sake don’t talk about it!!
Please, for God’s sake, talk about it!! It isn’t going away…if you don’t talk about it that doesn’t make it disappear. Today I had to read about a 19 year old pregnant mom with a 1 year old…killed…by her husband…a man with a history of domestic violence…a man her family begged her to leave….Don’t talk about it? Fuck you….fuck you and the horse you road in on….because that 19 year old girl could have been ME …it could have been MY family posting gut wrenching statuses because I was gone….
Please don’t tell me not to talk about it…please don’t pretend that it doesn’t matter, it didn’t happen. .it did and it does. ..please don’t scroll past my post as if you never saw it.
There are people out there with no voice…no way to speak up for themselves…they are crying out for someone to hear their unspoken cry for help. Please don’t turn a blind eye…please help us never hear another story about a mom they called Lizzie.
Tonight my heart hurts…and I am grateful to be alive.
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