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Subtle Abuse
There are many ways to be abused. The actions of others inflicted upon us can often be in the form of manipulation; subtle abuse.
When I was a child I was abused by someone very close to me. The way they went about it was covert and extremely difficult to recognize as abuse.
When you are violently abused there is no doubt about it, there may be some lack of evidence as a result; you may not have seen their face or know who
they were.
Subtle abuse is much more difficult to overcome because the memories of the relationship are skewed over time; often buried deep and with a caveat,
often the behavior that precipitated the abuse becomes the fault of the one abused.
For many years, while becoming older and growing into my maturity, there was always this memory of a supposed relationship with my abuser. I let it
happen. It was my fault. What I felt was my responsibility.
It was so diabolical on so many levels the abuse was so subtle that I blamed myself. Having your innocence taken from you in the blink of an eye, by
someone trusted, not just by me but my parents, too, makes it all the more impossible to accept.
My self destructive behavior was never accepted for what it was; it was always the result of rebellious actions from my teenage years, to the adult
behavior of a selfish, conceited cry for attention.
It was not until I had a serious desire to end things that I was given the answer; I had a regression memory episode brought on by a desperate attempt
to understand why I felt the way I did. It was then that I finally remembered the first encounter, the initial abuse and it was as if an entire book
of facts became fiction instantly; I felt this way, not because of something I did or because of my own behavior, but for the "free will" decision at
the hands of another, inflicted upon me.
I never asked for this. I was left to travel a very lonely road as a result, full of unspeakable behavior that I will always have to accept, but at
least now, I understood it wasn't me, I was pushed down that road by the very subtle actions of an abuser.
This is not an attempt to diminish other forms of abuse, just an effort to put something into perspective. When we know why and how the abuse happens
it is much easier to move forward, still hard to overcome either way.
My family for many years only had my behavior to judge me by, they did not realize why I did the things I did and neither did I. I can not change any
of it, but they have a better understanding, now. If the abuse had been overt when it happened, I still would have been dealing with it, but the
difference is that others would have known about it in real time rather than after 20 years of behavior patterns without any reasoning.
Maybe the abuser would have been caught and brought to justice instead of being able to flee jurisdiction and continue their behavior in another city,
as they did before they abused me and after. As it stands, not only did this person rob me of my innocence, they inflicted more than just abuse on
me, they changed the dynamics of my entire family.
I lost so much because of this and have spent the remainder of my adult life doing what I can to overcome the results; I had to accept the fact these
things happened and that they were always going to be a part of my personality going forward. Who I was before is not who I am now, but it required
so much more effort to find positives in order for me to reconcile the actions of another.
I wished death and destruction on the life of my abuser, that itself was the first step to finding positives; I had to not give this person any more
power, I had to find a way to forgive. How do you find the strength to do that, forgive someone that caused so much grief and pain and hatred?
It is not easy. In fact, it is the hardest part, not the abuse itself, but finding the positives in order to forgive. That was a struggle for 14
years after I came to grips with the abuse itself. So, to do the math for you, 12 years of my life were wonderful and innocent, 20 years of my life
were full of self destructive behavior patterns searching for reasons why and the next 14 years were spent undoing and looking for a way to forgive,
not only my abuser, but my family, too.
I was angry and disappointed in my family, especially my parents for allowing this person to stay in our house and sleep in my room the first night
the initial abuse happened; they did not do it on purpose, but they allowed the circumstances. Then they added insult to injury by allowing it to
continue and abandoning me as an adult.
Forgiveness and searching for positives were paramount for me to finally put this behind me and truly enjoy the life I have now. Again, how do you
forgive something so heinous? For me, it became another journey for my soul.
That was the key; accepting that there were valuable lessons gained from these experiences, regardless of how much turmoil there was, I still grew as
a soul. I chose to take lemons and make lemonade, still sour, but easier to swallow with the sugar mixed in.
Nothing will ever change what happened, but the only way for me to change the narrative was to write a different version; not the victimized abused
child, but the wiser and more spiritually evolved soul with a journey not to be denied.
I made a choice not to allow another to keep me from my ultimate destination; that is how I forgive my abuser and my family, they have their own
journey's and their own destinations to deal with and I will not inflict my own victimization on them anymore.
They are released from my narrative into footnotes, reminders, but no longer obstacles.
Again, how do you forgive something so heinous?
originally posted by: donktheclown
a reply to: soulpowertothendegree
Again, how do you forgive something so heinous?
I'll respond with an equally heinous reply. The possibility exists that you agreed, before this incarnation, to have those things happen. I'm sorry but it's probably true. You may have been learning for yourself, or you agreed to help the abuser (before you were born,) learn lessons that he/she needed to learn. Life is all about advancement and learning, unfortunately, in order to learn something important, you had to experience abuse this time. I know it sounds impossible, but forgive and forget. Ask yourself, WWJD? LOVE
originally posted by: donktheclown
a reply to: soulpowertothendegree
Again, how do you forgive something so heinous?
I'll respond with an equally heinous reply. The possibility exists that you agreed, before this incarnation, to have those things happen. I'm sorry but it's probably true. You may have been learning for yourself, or you agreed to help the abuser (before you were born,) learn lessons that he/she needed to learn. Life is all about advancement and learning, unfortunately, in order to learn something important, you had to experience abuse this time. I know it sounds impossible, but forgive and forget. Ask yourself, WWJD? LOVE
a reply to: soulpowertothendegree
This was not an attack on my soul. It was an attempt to derail my journey. Fortunately, I was able to divert myself back on the path I was intended to be on.
a reply to: MagesticEsoteric
Just my opinion though.