Do not suffer alone!

He stormed into the room fitfully breathing, blustering like a tragic tyrant throwing his hands frantically in the air enraged like a son of thunder. This time around, it wasn’t the romantic playful horseplay she had gotten used to over the years.

As she was halfway explaining herself, that soft caress she was used to was replaced by a sharp slap on her left cheek.

“Shut up!” he yelled.

With a tone that turned to vitriol against her replacing those sweet serenading words that had once awakened butterflies in her. As if that wasn’t enough, he bashed and smashed her against the wall, with his grip tightly wrapped around her bony neck like a snake engulfing its prey.

He struck her with a firm blow on the left cheek again with droplets of blood flying across the room and one loose tooth, vanquishing an already cowed woman. She let out a discordant high pitched scream with her hand on her lower lip still petrified and terrified in total denial of all the current happenings.

She found herself staggering to the corner desperately asking the walls for protection. At this moment she just hoped they would swallow her inside. It was all a blur as she saw him charging towards her like a rodeo bull . She was his red-flagged target.
He gruesomely beat her up, placing all his weight into a downward attack with his fists.

She huddled herself, curling her legs up to the chest with her arms kept close to the torso like an embryo in the womb.

Minutes later…

Her motionless body is seen lying helpless in a pool of blood, faintly panting and breathing her last. Full of regret, rueing the day she said I do to him. Like a broken record, the perpetrator repeatedly said he wouldn’t do it again. He sweet-talked his victim not to report with a wardrobe of “I’m sorry” outfits.
She lively regretted how she was so naive and gullible to trust his meaningless words in favour of the emotional scars she retained within her.

Each time she wanted to dial those numbers he would sweetly remind her how he wasn’t a violent person.
All those unpleasant episodes were followed by reconciliation and calm moments. To her, the reason behind her silence was because of lack of financial resources, fear, shame, and to protect her son.

Now, as the undertakers slowly lower her coffin into the grave

She is worried about her baby boy who witnessed his mama helplessly lying on the floor giving out her last breath…

Now, what use will she be of to him now that she is saying her last prayer?
She is scared it will induce an intergenerational cycle of abuse in him What if he ends up feeling like such violence is acceptable or condoned?

How does she help and liberate the woman in her shoes to be set free?

How does she tell her that she is not imagining the abuse, the emotional and physical pain?

How does she tell her that what she feels is real?

How does she tell her that she shouldn’t believe she is partially to blame for the abuse in the relationship?

She needs to tell other women in the same situation that they should seek help before they end up corpses just like her.

Her last words will be…

“DO NOT SUFFER ALONE!”

STOP GENDER-BASED VIOLENCE!

47 thoughts on “Do not suffer alone!

  1. Certainly such inhuman treatment has to be stopped and the perpetrators of such crimes be brought to justice to discourage the brutality!We must waken up our sensitivity so that women don’t suffer alone in this merciless world!Meaningful post 🤗

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  2. Amazing write up!

    My heart goes out to all victims of domestic violence. No one deserves to go through what you are going through. May you find the help and courage you desperately need at this time!🙏💖

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    1. Yes mostly women are suffering, I wouldn’t know if men are affected too …either way..I totally agree that we shouldn’t allow this to happen at all.We need to look out for each other!

      Thank you for reading and leaving a comment Debananda Roy

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      1. Man are also suffering. In social media,I hade seen a video where husband had been slapping by his wife because he allowed his parent to stay with them. Though in case of Male no is less.

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  3. I watched this video of a Poem called I got flowers today on Instagram. Basically the woman had received flowers on her last day. Yes the day she was being buried. Its sad how victims are silenced with words only to be struck again. Its silly. Women should be taught to speak up before they are taught how to cook. Its equally important.

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  4. This is a common misdemeanor in the current set up of our community that is directly or indirectly affecting us. Just because of insecurity or fear of consequences, mostly women suffer endlessly. It concurs with exactly what we are mostly fighting against. This is quite a piece of work

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  5. Made my gut hurt. I can remember the fights in my first marriage and in my second marriage the one I am in now. The words and physical abuse by both of us can never be taken back.We can only heal. It takes a lifetime to do so. We are serving Jesus and others and doing better. I pray for the abuser and the victim it is a living hell for both. What can wash away my sin? Nothing but the blood of Jesus.

    Thank you for the post

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  6. wow! This is a very intense article, but shows the suffering so many women are going through. Not all are harmed physically. Many are emotionally abused by words and disrespect. Indeed, Jesus is the only one who heals and completes us. He is not only the Savior of our soul and or life, but promises to stick by us like a brother – a father – a mother. I am impressed with this website.

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  7. This is so real. Thank you for sharing something that needs to be seen, and heard, to change our world for the better. I have very little knowledge when it comes to domestic violence, how to identify it, or how to help. (Thankfully I haven’t seen it first hand, but my heart aches for those who have and do.) Your article highlights some consequences that often don’t get thought about, and very much need to be.
    To everyone out there, I pray for the strength to do our to be what we can to help.

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