Looking back, I think I was always hoping someone would ask: "Are you okay?".
Me too. I would have given anything for someone to ask 'how are you?', sincerely. I had no-one to talk to and no-one wanted to know. Many years later, I still struggle, I am slowing moving through a horrible divorce, he's still exercising control, through the children, and I do it all alone. I'm close to my family, overall, and yet no-one, no-one, asks if I need help or offers it, or wants to know what's going on. It hurts so much. If I try to tell them, they'll say 'God he's awful isn't he'. And that's it. I'm so lonely - busy & coping & working hard & rearing 3 children, but so lonely.
Don't keep hoping things will get better. They will get worse every day.
God this one resonates so much with me.. I remember living in hope just the next day wouldn't be as awful. Each day just got worse
And me. I still remember my thought process 'maybe this is hard now, but it will be ok in the future, and we'll have a lovely life when the DC are older and we sort out all these problems'
So I stayed and kept having children and was just broken by the time I finally realised and he left.
I think I wish someone had said if it doesn't feel right, it isn't. And it's ok. Now what do we need to do to help & protect you