Women disappear every day.
Sometimes they don't come back. They find themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong person and they can't get away. Not their choice. Not their decision. Completely out of their control.
Others don't realise that they are disappearing. It's a gradual process.
Day by day they become less of who they were and more of a person that they do not recognise.
It starts with the little things. A comment here, a question there. Tiny, insignificant really. Until it's happening every day. But even then it's meant well. And they're only saying it because they care.
So you try harder. After all, you used to be ok and so it's obviously something that you can fix. You just have to be a bit better.
Too much make-up? Easy. Stop wearing it. Clothes too revealing? Change your wardrobe. Simple - Like I said, it's the little things.
Until one day it's realising that despite everything you've done to make them love you again, it hasn't worked. And now its physical. And you're running out of excuses to tell your kids, your friends and yourself. But you don't know what to do and so you don't do anything. Because it will get better. It will, won't it?? Because quite frankly the alternative doesn't bear thinking about...
Every day women like me disappear. They just go.
To save their kids, themselves and their sanity. They go to places where wounds can be licked, scars can heal and lives can rebuild..because they found themselves living the alternative and needed it to stop.
You don't have to put up with this.