There are several reasons why people sing, there are also several reasons why I write.
I write to get my emotions flowing. I have a way of connecting my inner self with my physical self.
I write because I see weight in words, I see love in poems and I feel peace in songs.
I write because I cannot make everyone stay and listen to me talk.
I write because I am honest to my pen and paper, I don’t lie to these.
I write because it brings out my tears and makes them flow freely.
I write because I have seen people smile at my written pieces.
I write to connect with situations.
Situations come and go but I have learnt that pain, emotional pain is traumatizing.
I write to kill trauma by unveiling it to the readers.
I write to ask for help from the one who reads the writing at the tablet of my heart when I cry.
Today I write to reach out to those in abusive relationships.
I sat next to a woman this morning who had nothing but trauma on her face and pain in her heart. She did not have to say it, I saw it.
She wanted to share it, I listened.
She had undergone the most embarrassing and traumatizing ordeal from her husband of 10 years. She had been stripped naked in front of her kids and beaten, then raped. I repeat, in front of her kids!!
She was not ashamed by that, not at all. What was the shameful thing, she said, was that she had let it go on for the last 8 years of her life!!
8 years of constant pain!!
She had now decided to leave. Leave for the unknown. She had her two children 10 and 8 yrs old.
Innocent kids had experienced emotional torture at a tender age, for nothing.
She said she held on to hope each day that he would reform. She stayed for the kids.
I was agape the whole time. And I wished I could write the tears away. She has had to leave eventually, with 8 years wasted!!
For what?? !!
She has nothing to show for it but pain!! She stayed for the kids, then what? She has had to leave with them!!
She stayed for hope, but now the only hope she had was a new life!!
I did not judge her, rather I pitied her for lack of strength to leave the “comfort zone” which is totally ironical, to the land of the unknown which i presume would have been more tollerable if not comfortable.
I wish to refer to the good book. When God asked Abraham to leave his land, he sent him to an unknown land. That unknown, was eventually the land of great produce and fertility.
What if he stayed back in hope that his land would one day become productive? What if he stayed for he did not want the inconvenience of relocating with his family?
He had all the options, but I believe that that small, still, inner voice that speaks to us, was the same that spoke to him. He obeyed. Things are not any different. Our conscious is constantly warning us not to stay in abusive relations ships, but we silence it by invoking hope. Fake hope I would say. Because all I would hope for this woman is happiness which I now wish, for we have lost the present time, is that she gets the strength to pursue happiness.
Many girls will die innocent deaths just because they hoped the abusive relationships will transform.
Your happiness is compromised for years, and you eventually die for nothing!!
Leaving him will make you a heroine in his eyes and he will hate you for being a strong woman!! But you will always thank you self for not denying yourself the ultimate happiness of an abuse free relationship.
Happiness is worked for, many are born into riches but they die of stress.
Some have fulfilling careers but they are not happy. Some have beautiful babies but they don’t see the innocent smile of that baby, instead they see the bastard why hit them and run.
Happiness is an everyday short term goal that many do not work hard enough to achieve.
Happiness is in smiling before you make others smile, not making others smile while you cry.
Today I write to give you strength to pursues self happiness.
I write to give you strength to give life to your years on earth.
This is why i write today.
