CyanideGoodnight
September 19th, 2012, 03:12 PM
Almost every single day I tell myself that I have no right to complain. I have no right to bitch and moan. There isn't any proof. People can't be hurt by words and actions. I am weak for letting them get to me, letting them get in my head. I tell myself I don't deserve to tell anyone. I don't deserve to complain. I should suck it up and keep going, because there's nothing I can do about it, anyway. Emotional abuse will only get to you if you LET it. You were taught that in elementary school with the entire "sticks and stones" thing.
When I tell myself this, the other part of my brain tells me that emotional abuse is just as bad as other kinds of abuse and that while I may not have any physical scars, the pain I feel has just as much impact towards my life as anyone else that suffers from physical abuse. It's a hard battle. I need some validation. I'm not looking for pity. I'm just looking for validation for this side of my brain. Even better yet, I'm looking for the truth. I need to know if I'm right, if any part of me is right, and if I'm wrong, please tell me what's right.
I'm sorry for taking up your time
When I tell myself this, the other part of my brain tells me that emotional abuse is just as bad as other kinds of abuse and that while I may not have any physical scars, the pain I feel has just as much impact towards my life as anyone else that suffers from physical abuse. It's a hard battle. I need some validation. I'm not looking for pity. I'm just looking for validation for this side of my brain. Even better yet, I'm looking for the truth. I need to know if I'm right, if any part of me is right, and if I'm wrong, please tell me what's right.
I'm sorry for taking up your time