1,745 Quotes About Abuse

If we are to recognize and free ourselves from the influence of the Power Over model, we must hear ourselves — what words we speak and in what manner we speak them. Likewise, we must hear the words spoken to us and the manner in which they are spoken. This awareness can bring us to the realization of how we do or do not dignify, respect, protect, and esteem ourselves and ultimately all life.

—and some feminists say it’s her own fault for living with him, and she hides her dark red velvet wounds from pride, the pride of the victim, the pride of the victim at not being the perpetrator, the pride of the victim at not knowing how to withhold love.

Your abuser's past does not absolve them of their abuse. Their depression does not absolve them of their abuse. Your relationship with them does not absolve them of their abuse. How long you've known them does not absolve them of their abuse. Your love for them does not absolve them of their abuse.

Real men don't steal and sell kids as commodities.

Remember, someone that does something bad to you, will always try to control the narrative, and they generally get out there first and spin the story to anyone who will listen. I always like to watch the quiet one. You are not alone.

The horror of incest is not in the sexual act. but in the exploitation of children and the corruption of parental love. p4

I've had enough of men hurting me because they were upset.

And because you are of a kind, the house knowsyou. When you cry out,the lights flicker, ghostly blue and ragged.When she says you are shut off,the light switches nod their white tinyheads. Tiles creak yes beneath heredicts—something bad must have happenedto make you this way, the waywhere you don’t want her. But the windowsrattle, disagree. In their honeyed,blindless light, they see it—something badis happening.

And THAT is how you fall into an abusive relationship: when you start acting in a way so as not to upset the other person or set them off. You’ve given away control of your own life, bit by bit, bit by bit. It’s incremental, until one day, you have hidden so much of yourself you get lost.