“Unearthing the Secrets: What the Ashes Reveal About Our Past and Future”
When I look back, I wonder if my teachers, friends and neighbours didn’t want to put themselves in a place where they might be expected to offer help. They didn’t want to open up their lives to the messiness of violence. Instead, they chose the easier path. They looked away and convinced themselves I had chosen the life I was living.
The people around me taught me that battered women didn’t deserve any help.
I didn’t deserve help.
Can you imagine Cinderella’s life if her dad had stepped in just once and said, “No more”? Or if the mother in the Crystal Casket had said “No” to her son, and taken care of the unconscious girl herself? How different those girls’ stories would have been.
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