Reclaiming My Life: Choosing Self over Silence

Almost 6 years ago, I left my marriage for good.

I was prepared to walk away from everything. I knew when it actually came down to it, I would be the one left with nothing. By that point, I was okay with that.

Because I knew what I was getting in return.

I was getting my life back. I wanted so badly for my life to become mine again.

I had been sucked into a world I did not belong in. A world I did not chose. A world I wanted no part in.

Here’s the thing- you have to choose.

You have to decide whether you’re going to choose your marriage or choose yourself.

For 8 long years, I chose my marriage. Even though I was not happy with the situation, I stayed.

I stayed through fights.

I stayed through wars.

Because that’s what a wife does right?

For better or worse.

Where are you allowed to draw the line?

Is there no line?

Some say no. Some say you took a vow. For better or for worse doesn’t just mean for better. It means you ride the wave when it gets worse.

I call Bull$hit.

That woman whose husband pushed her up against the wall with his hand on her throat?

Yeah, there’s a line.

That woman whose husband shoved her plate of dinner in her face while screaming at her?

Yeah, there’s a line.

The woman whose hiding in her house because she has a fat lip from her husband slapping her across the face?

Yeah there’s a line.

That woman whose in an argument with her husband in the car, and there’s grabbing and yelling and she’s trying desperately to get out of the moving car he refuses to pull over so she can get out of the situation safely?

Yeah, there’s a line.

That woman who woke up this morning to get her kids ready for school and found drugs on the kitchen counter, right where her son pours his morning cereal?

Yeah, there’s a line.